Journal
Trips written up properly, usually a few weeks after the fact, once the ferry receipts have stopped falling out of my jacket. Mostly the Baltic and the north, with the occasional long detour south when the light gets thin.
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Gotland in July, against my better judgement
Everyone warned me about the crowds and everyone was right. Still: chalk cliffs at six in the morning, a bicycle with one working brake, and very good bread.
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A detour to Bornholm that lasted four days
I meant to stay one night. Then the smokehouse turned out to be worth a second, the rain a third, and a stubborn headwind on the coast road a fourth.
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A spring week around the Sound
Trains every twenty minutes, gulls with opinions, and hedgerows going green almost hourly. A week of small crossings and coffee in unremarkable stations.
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Four hours of winter light
The sun clears the rooftops at ten and gives up by two. I spent a fortnight learning to plan an entire day around that narrow, low, extraordinary window.
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Lofoten, late season
Half the cabins shuttered, half the buses running. Wet boots for nine days straight, and weather that changed its mind faster than I could change lenses.
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Three days in northern Finland
Cold mornings, slow trains, a long bus that ran on time despite everything. Notes on the light in Rovaniemi and a small café I keep going back to.
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Balkans loop on a single backpack
Two weeks from Ljubljana down through Sarajevo to Skopje. Bus stations, hostel kitchens, and the cheapest plums I have ever eaten.
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Spring skerries near Stockholm
A short trip on a borrowed boat through the islands east of the city. The water was still cold; the wind, polite.
Entries from 2022 and 2023 were written on a different publishing platform and never made the move across. The photographs from those years survived, and a few of them are in the gallery; the text is gone, which on reflection is probably no great loss.