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SEPTEMBER x5

Before our internet connection went MIA, I started on one of them throwback posts. Now October has already rushed into our lives, but here is September 2010-2015.

2010: I had just moved to Bristol and, little did I know, was about to encounter a marvelous city as well as 5 very special girls. We lived out on the countryside with the cattle and horses, but would take the bus to Bristol most every afternoon. Sneak in on pubs, go window-shopping, hang in the park and enjoy the street art scene.

2011: Was back in Sweden, back in school and felt alienated from everyone I used to know. I stopped eating red meat, had a double dip-dye in colours blue and pink and spent most of my time editing photos and making collages in my moleskine.
This would be the beginning of a very self-destructive year and a half of my life.

2012: Clearly this year marks the transition for iphonography. (Is that a word?) This month is a bit of a blur to me. But from what I found, I started an oil-painting class where I surely lowered the average age by 40 years. As you can see, they had an amazing range of shirts ^.

2013: Travelling Malaysia and Indonesia with two of my best buds; which resulted in a massive crush on an English man, then a friend-crush of some Singaporeans at Mt Bromo and dancing around the neon lights of Kota Beach on Bali. Most of all, I was in love with life again. 

2014: Spent a week in silence at Doi Suthep, then a few days hanging about my favourite city Chiang Mai before I surprised my parents by knocking on their front door one late september evening. Honey I'm home!

2015: Waved good bye to Bath and the south to move up to Aberdeen.  And here I am, conjugating French verbs and drinking coffee most of my days. (The photo is from yesterday's coffe sess at Books and Beans, but figured I've recently shown you all the other photos I've taken so what the heck...)

BANGKOK DAYS.

Between our island-hopping-alcohol-poisoning in southern Thailand and our trip to Myanmar, me and Heidi spent a lot of time in Bangkok, trying to spend as little money as possible. 

Bangkok offers loads in terms of fantastic fleamarkets. One of them Chatuchak Weekend Market. In my iphone-notebook I wrote "after three hours wandering about the weekend market, we look at a map and realize we have done maybe one fifth of the entire area. No shit this is the biggest market in Bangkok."

Note that this was also dealt with whilst curing a hangover + our constantly sleep deprived souls, from the man doing loud Oasis-covers opposite our hostel each night.  

Generally about shopping in Thailand, this is how I feel "Dear budget, 

I'm sorry that I went shopping. I shouldn't have done that to you.

Sincerely, Linnea" 

It is in the midst of the Bangkok Riots. A stone's throw away from our tourist mekka of Khaosan, the Thai are fighting over political injustice. Day and night. This goes on for several months.

We become acquainted with the Bangkok regulars. This man pictured above is sat next to us each morning at the place we go for breakfast (Gecko Bar <3!); working on a new drawing. Every morning means a new portrait of someone working there.

As he finished today's piece, this lady in blue approaches our tables and wants to give the crayons a go. It was so entertaining to watch her, the biggest grin on her face while she suddenly starts a sketch of each and every one of us, laughing and speaking Thai. None of us with a common clue what is going on in her mind but all with the widest of smiles.