Sunday, September 15, 2013

STHLM


'Water is the nerve of Stockholm. It opens up the sky & lends a glow to this incredible fairytale city of the north, not far from the Arctic Circle. Stockholm is the city, it is always the same, everything changes, people come & go...'


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It's been a while! School started properly about three weeks ago, & between classes & weekend trips & my general lazy habits, I've hardly had the time to upload photos or write journal entries. It's been absolutely lovely though, the primary experience of living here, & a thousand things have happened but for now I'll start with one of the biggest highlights: Stockholm.

In the past six weeks (crazy, just thinking about it) I've been in Sweden, I've managed to visit its capital a total of three times. It's strange, but I never expected to love Stockholm as much as I do. Many of us know cities like Rome or Berlin for its illustrious history & definitive architecture, or Paris for its romantic sentiment, but when it came to Scandinavian capitals, I didn't know quite what to expect. But Stockholm took me by surprise with its curious mix of metropolis & nature, the cosmopolitan vibe & old culture melding together effortlessly so much as to make a tourist feel at home. The city, made up of numerous islands & vast inlets of waters, expresses a certain kind of openness that's rare in European capitals. One can walk the streets for hours without getting bored or tired, for there is always something to do or see in Stockholm, be it the countless museums or Gamla Stan or even just the beautiful waters... The events & chronological timelines have gotten a little mixed up in my head, but I'll do my best to remember :)



First glimpse: Stockholm Central. Breathtakingly massive.

Stepped out & St Clara's krykan (church) was the first thing we saw! I love taking pictures of anything made out of brick & covered in ivy.











Headed to Hotorget flea market, which is just off the main shopping street (Drottninggatan). Flea markets are always my favourite places to go to & something I look out for in new cities. I inevitably drag along whoever is with me (in this case, Sam) & spend hours browsing through dusty second hand books & records. This particular one was reminiscent of Thieves market back home, with many Arabic & Indian dealers peddling old cameras & leather goods & odds & ends.


Managed to snag a T.S. Eliot poetry collection, a Graham Greene novel & Henry Miller's 'Tropic of Cancer' for 40KR :)



Took a walk from the city to Gamla Stan (literally translates to 'old city'), which is arguably my favourite part of Stockholm! The cafes & colourful houses have such a charm to it, along with the narrow alleyways that heap haphazardly across each other.







Got some nice ice cream from a nice shop called 'Muren'. Ice cream is almost outrageously cheap in Sweden & since its one of the few inexpensive commodities, I take full advantage of this on a daily basis. We sat outside for about a half-hour, just watching people pass by.





'The English Bookshop' in one of the quieter alleys, along with this cute candy-making boutique. 




& here comes the embarrassing bit.

We had a couple of hours before church started, so we decided to take a walk along the river. After being all touristy & taking a few nice shots of the shoreline (like the one below), I decided to take a seat at the edge of the river & of course... my black ballet flat fell right into the waters below. Could not believe my sheer bad luck & had to walk barefoot for an hour, hunting doggedly for a pair of shoes. It was a truly mortifying experience & I'm sure everyone thought I was some kind of Asian gypsy, roaming across the city & hobbling painfully down the cobbled streets. 

Anyway, I finally got some Fred Perrys on sale, so all was well :)





On our second visit to Stockholm, I managed to visit Alfa Antikvariat, which I wanted to go to previously but it was closed. It was the biggest secondhand bookstore I had ever seen, full of old ship journals & volumes of good fiction. I liked how it had no frills, but was lovely all the same. Was completely ecstatic over finding a first American edition of D.H. Lawrence's Lady Chatterly's Lover for only forty dollars. Couldn't stop talking about it for days afterwards :) 







It happened to be Stockholm's cultural week when we were there, so there were plenty of street musicians & performers the whole weekend! Loved how there was a classical guitarist or a street magician at every turning, really changed the atmosphere of the city.






Lots of beautiful ships which looked like miniature houses, or at least backyards, along the piers. I liked this particular one very much.


Visited the Vasa museum, which has an amazing (& also hilarious) back story. It would take forever to go into detail, but you can read more about it here  


Fika in the museum's cafe.



Being tacky at the ABBA museum.


The famous buildings & central square in Gamla Stan where everyone loves to have fika & take a break in the afternoon




A glimpse of the hostel I stayed in. It was pretty cosy, but incredibly noisy at night with all the partying hipsters outside.





The last time I went to Stockholm was with Jennifer & we went to Skansen! It's a strange but pretty great concept, comprising of a carnival, a few cultural museums, a fresh food fair, beautiful gardens & a zoo! Definitely a whole day activity. I loved how well-preserved everything was, definitely a special experience just walking around & taking photographs.






Copper red houses.


Horsing around (hello, predictable caption)


Visited Rosendal's garden, which was on the other side of the island Skansen was on. It was absolutely amazing, large open fields of flowers (which you could pick for a fee) & fresh produce. We had fika at the greenhouse cafe & it was a real pity I didn't take more pictures. Trust me, there is nothing else better than enjoying rooibos tea & a cinnamon bun in good summer weather.





Gelato that we had on the last day in Stockholm in the Sodermalm district. It's another island, off the mainland, & it's sort of like the 'bohemian' part of Stockholm, full of cool record shops & hipster cafes (the first cafe we walked into was a dimly-lit, vegan, gay-rights supporting one, I kid you not). We were joined by Denise, a friend of Jen's which I had met before previously, & she was nice enough to bring us to a lovely tea shop & also to a special place to take pictures of the city from above.




Amazing views.




So that was basically it! I know I'm missing something. There were so many good fikas & places we visited & great conversations, but these were the highlights I remember. It's going to be awhile before I visit Stockholm again (perhaps for the legendary Christmas markets) because it's a) pretty expensive to travel there & b) school's starting to get a bit insane, so I'm going to miss it but for now, it's back to reality. Ah. I've got more to write about, like about our trip to Gotenborg & visiting Uppsala & just general updates on life but it's currently 2:44am now & that will have to wait!

Till next time. 

Friday, September 06, 2013

Everything in Transit





Songs for Long Train Rides
& places in between


Tiderays - Volcano Choir
Sarah - The New Limb
Everything Is Gonna Be Undone - Band of Horses
She Paints Me Blue - Something Corporate
Seeds - Brooke Fraser
The Midnight Sun Never Sets - Quincy Jones
For Emma - Bon Iver
Byegone - Volcano Choir
Give Me Jesus - Matt Stinton 
Coming Train - The Sam Willows
Big Wave Goodbye - Said The Whale
Grow Till Tall - Jonsi
Sophia - Laura Marling
The Girl - City & Colour

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I just came back from a weekend spent in Stockholm a couple of days ago. I went with a dear friend, Jennifer, & we did a multitude of things: visited the amazing open-air museum Skansen, went to the bohemian Sodermalm district to buy new records & tea, & even took a bus up to Uppsala for fika & long walks by the city's river. It was absolutely lovely.

On Monday evening though, we finally had to say goodbye & go our separate ways, her to Singapore & myself back to Linkoping. I honestly loved that entire weekend & all the things we did but as I sat there in the bus, plugged into new music & with a cappuccino in hand, I felt such a strange & undefinable peace. People get restless or bored on long train or bus rides, but I somehow don't. I like how there's a certain kind of music to listen to on occasions like these. I like watching the sun dip across the Swedish horizon, gazing into space as the sky changes from hues of bright orange to pink to dark purple. Travelling, in the verb sense of the word, offers a state of transition, a certain sort of limbo where you're not really in one place or another but somewhere in between, & I love that feeling. It's something very precious, these few hours of solitude for nobody but yourself. People always say that it's not the destination that's important, but the journey & it may seem like a cliché but I agree all the same :)



More on Stockholm & school & a new home & other things soon.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Beginnings













'It's happening. I'm in the air. The past few days have been completely chaotic with packing hassles & panic attacks & things going awry at the last-minute but now we are 25 000 feet from the ground & I can finally collect my thoughts. Saying goodbye was difficult, but it's only now that I'm fully realising that it's time to let go of a lot of things, be it the comfort of family or friends or familiarity. I know I need this period of rest & finally there's peace in my heart to leave, & while there's so many thoughts & things spilling out onto this page, I'm mostly astounded & grateful that I get to be here at all. Thank you Jesus.'
(6th August)



'Finally unpacked the remaining dregs of my luggage. It's amazing how a person's life can be reduced to a few possessions if need be, a suitcase of things. Back home, everything I needed & wanted was at hand, but here, I still have to get used to the idea of owning nothing but a few books & two coffee cups. But this is now home & it's up to me to make it a sanctuary.'
(9th August)



'I don't know why I've always loved small towns. Many people love the cities, the bustling metropolises of concrete & glass where people are always immaculately dressed & ephemerally beautiful, where the heat & the rush & the buzz sweep you away faster than you can ever imagine. Some people like the quaintness of the countryside & the bucolic peace that nature brings. There are times for the two ends of this spectrum but somehow, I mostly find myself caught in between. A week ago, we explored downtown & stumbled upon Linköping's Antikvariat, the only secondhand bookshop in Linköping. Most of the books were in Swedish of course, but it was so lovely to just chat with the owner of the shop; an old lady who talked about culture & literature & how she had stayed in Linköping her whole life & loved it. It seems that the people here are friendlier, more relaxed, more at ease. I like just having lunch & reading on the lawn green, & having fika by myself & writing postcards to home at a charming street cafe. I love browsing through vinyls at the local record store & buying fresh strawberries at the farmer's market in the late afternoon. Already I can feel myself settling into that kind of lifestyle, so unlike the hectic one I was so accustomed to in Singapore & it's a good thing, a great thing. It's been way too long since I've had time to catch a breath, & wow, if it doesn't feel amazing... It's impossible to 'feel' so much, but I'm feeling joyful & apprehensive & excited all at once. Five months. I could get used to this.'
(15th August)

Saturday, August 24, 2013

How fickle my heart



Awake My Soul - Mumford & Sons
Who Knows Who Cares - Local Natives
Lover's Rock - The Clash
Ought to Be - Audrey Assad
Martha My Dear - The Beatles
Amsterdam - Imagine Dragons
Waves - Yeasayer
Glasshouse - The Sam Willows
Bones - Hillsong United
No Other Plans - Sunny Levine feat. Young Dad
Troubleman - Electric Guest
You Bled - Rend Collective Experiment
Rescue Song - Mr Little Jeans
Love Is Waiting - Brooke Fraser

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Songs I've been listening to of late for the good times, the long nights & plainly, for comfort. It's been nearly three weeks since I left Singapore for Sweden & a multitude of things has happened & I promise I will write all of them down soon when time slows down long enough but for now we're all living it, living the moment. I miss home, but am grateful to be here all the same :)

More soon.

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Dinner Parties










Now that work has finally come to an end, I've still been busy, albeit in a different way. Like always, my days in a week fill up with plans before Monday even begins, with errands to run for Sweden, ministry-related responsibilities, family dinners & coffee runs with friends (hence the picture of the terrible latte art above from Pies & Coffee). If it's not something, it's another. One thing I've found time to do though, is to host a bunch of dinner parties...!

The amount of work that goes into hosting dinner parties is tremendous, no doubt, but I enjoy every part of it. I love recipe-brainstorming the night before & grocery shopping in the morning, walking through empty aisles & fussing over the right cooking wine or freaking out over the fact that white plums aren't in season any more. I love the hours of preparation in the afternoon, & the kitchen becoming more & more of a frenzy as 7 o'clock draws near, when people start to stream in with drinks & dessert offerings & their beautiful cacophony of voices. I love it all. But why?

A big part of it definitely has to do with the fact that I simply love food & enjoy cooking, & it's undeniable that the feeling one gets from seeing other people enjoy the food you've cooked is great. & there's always that talk about the base human instinct to constantly feed people etc. At the end of the day though, it always boils down to the company. Great food & all its trimmings are well & good, but it always comes down to the people that embody the heart & soul of all dinner parties. It doesn't matter who comes: a close friend, an aunt, a whole horde of youths, or even a ragtag assortment of the above, & it really also doesn't matter if the food is fancy or not. I like the fact that lives can be shared over simple or elaborate fare, over a bowl of homemade pesto or over tender filet mignon with red wine dressing. It's the spirited debate at the antipasti course & the deep conversation over coffee & cake that all of us really enjoy. It's why I truly love dinner parties ;)



Now if only the dishes could magically wash themselves.






P.S. For helpful tips & recipes on how to host lovely dinner parties for any occasion, any of these books are brilliant:

1. How to Feed Your Friends with Relish by Joanna Weinberg - Incredibly practical & no nonsense.
2. Cucina of Le Marche by Fabio Trabocchi - Reinventing Italian cooking while keeping it simple.
3. The Vintage Tea Party Book by Angel Adoree - I love this book. Besides recipes, of course, it contains instructions on how to host the perfect tea/dinner party, from DIY decorations to sporting the right hairstyles. The recipes are slightly fancy & sometimes take a ridiculous amount of work, but if you've got all day, why not?

& just for good measure,

4. Where Shall We Go For Dinner? by Tamasin Day-Lewis - Currently reading & enjoying tremendously.

Friday, July 19, 2013

Un café












22 Lim Tua Tow Road 
Singapore 547772



Spartan & quaint & best of all, hidden. Perfect for ice-cream in summer, or coffee on rainy days.