Arriving in Oaxaca, Mexico, was unnerving. In the end of October, Stockholm, the alarm woke me from a nervous half-slumber at three-thirty in the morning, and I rose to get ready for the long journey west. However, I arrived at the airport and was told I had been put on standby on two of myContinue reading “unravelling in deathly celebrations, part 1: Arriving in Oaxaca”
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returning
One night in Copenhagen, I met up with Rikke, a friend from when I went to school in Tanzania. I haven’t met her since 2002. Strange, but nice, to meet someone from such a long time ago. We have taken such different paths – and still being able to relate. We are really not thatContinue reading “returning”
other thoughts, on a German train
[Written on September 19th] There is a feeling that comes to me on German trains. Maybe I would get it in other trains too, under the right conditions – but on this trip, and on the one I did in 2013, it was mainly on the German trains that the feeling came to me. MaybeContinue reading “other thoughts, on a German train”
a rough diamond of Göttingen
Göttingen, being an old university town with biology and agronomy as two of their strong disciplines, has three botanic gardens. I managed to visit two. And I fell like a pine tree (as the Swedish saying goes). The old garden, situated on the edge of the old city center, is a slightly overgrown, wondrously romanticContinue reading “a rough diamond of Göttingen”
the perks of not flying
I went to Göttingen to visit Esther, a former trainee at SRC who now is doing her PhD there. It is a beautiful little university town, full of lively students and old, beautiful buildings. The view from the top of the Jacobikirsche church tower beautiful, and the Holocaust memorial both serious and hypnotically appealing allContinue reading “the perks of not flying”
thoughts about train-traveling
[Written on September 17th, on trains between Delft and Göttingen] Traveling by train in Europe: All the changes, I have seen many stations, waited on many benches. In some ways, it is stressful. It takes a long time, it is a hassle to carry my bags around, trying to figure out where to go nextContinue reading “thoughts about train-traveling”
a weekend in the Netherlands
After Belgium, I moved on to the Netherlands. I met up with my former roommate and good friend Lina by a canal in Delft and we strolled into the old town, rode a ferris wheel in the last rays of sunshine before the rain – the beautiful rooftops of central Delft drenched in a goldenContinue reading “a weekend in the Netherlands”
at the pumpkin patch
One of the days I was visiting Dries and he was working, I took the train and bus from Hasselt to the botanic garden in Meise outside of Brussels. It is BIG. Impressive. Covering 92 hectares of land, it can not be fully seen in a day. I could have spent several there, wandering aroundContinue reading “at the pumpkin patch”
a Belgian tour
In early September in Belgium, during my long and winding railway journey home from the summer school in Peyresq, I visited friends. Dries in Hasselt and Jessica at her parents’ house in the small village Lummen. I like it, seeing where friends grew up, walking on their streets, hearing stories of teenage viola lessons andContinue reading “a Belgian tour”
jardin des plantes in Paris
The main plan for my day in Paris was to visit the botanic garden, Jardin des plantes de Paris. It was established in 1635, in France only surpassed in age by the botanic garden in Montpellier (which is a lovely garden, by the way). It also figures in the beautiful but sad novel “All theContinue reading “jardin des plantes in Paris”
Katja Malmborg 