Day 11: Blonds on Bicycles

by | Oct 3, 2016

I wake up this morning at Ella and Ingvar’s to screaming, thumping, dishes clinking and the smell of coffee. I go back to sleep. When I wake up again, there is silence. I wander around the empty house, drinking tea, catching up on work, and reveling in the...

Day 10: Swedish

by | Oct 2, 2016

I’m in Stockholm now. Yup, that’s how I roll: wake up in Cappadocia, go to sleep in Stockholm. At 10pm, if I make it that late, because I’m staying with friends who have 4 children under the age of 6. I’ll pause for a moment to let that sink in. I’ve written...