Back in Slovenia for the fall
I´m a house of cards in a hurricane...
Back in Slovenia now. Spent a couple of days in Ljubljana to catch up with some friends I haven´t seen the whole summer (me being in Sweden and they...well not in Sweden but everywhere else, all from Paris and Ireland to Australia and Taiwan). But yesterday I felt it was time for me to go to Portoroz to chill in the heat by the sea. Off I went with the train and taddaaa, here I am. 30 degrees in the sun, beaches, a lot of tourists. Wonderful. Better work on that tan and collect even more freckles (or sunkisses as my grandmother calls them. Sunkisses does sounds a lot better that freckles!) on my nose and checks. After two months of working and being home in Sweden it now feels pretty good. It feels like I had three different summers this year. The first one with my cousin in Portoroz in June, my second one in Sweden home alone for six weeks and work and now in Portoroz once again for a month with my other cousin (the first cousin´s brother). It doesn´t feel like one summer...who ever said summers aren´t long?
Ok, I´m off to our sailing-club to see if there´s something interesting going on. All it takes ís me...really :)
Back in Slovenia now. Spent a couple of days in Ljubljana to catch up with some friends I haven´t seen the whole summer (me being in Sweden and they...well not in Sweden but everywhere else, all from Paris and Ireland to Australia and Taiwan). But yesterday I felt it was time for me to go to Portoroz to chill in the heat by the sea. Off I went with the train and taddaaa, here I am. 30 degrees in the sun, beaches, a lot of tourists. Wonderful. Better work on that tan and collect even more freckles (or sunkisses as my grandmother calls them. Sunkisses does sounds a lot better that freckles!) on my nose and checks. After two months of working and being home in Sweden it now feels pretty good. It feels like I had three different summers this year. The first one with my cousin in Portoroz in June, my second one in Sweden home alone for six weeks and work and now in Portoroz once again for a month with my other cousin (the first cousin´s brother). It doesn´t feel like one summer...who ever said summers aren´t long?
Ok, I´m off to our sailing-club to see if there´s something interesting going on. All it takes ís me...really :)
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