A few weeks back

There was a long summer break on this little site so I'm behind on things. Because there were good times between June and Italy as well. Some of them are here in visual form;

I had lunch with my uncle at Dyrehaven. I love their food; simple, good and very reasonably priced.

My aunt, who lives in Israel, came to visit for a few days in the end of May. I took her on a little sightseeing trip around Copenhagen and we started off with a trip to Christiansborg's tower. I love the view from up there.

Apart from a few days, the summer hasn't exactly been generous with the sun...

I did get a tan though, because I spent those few sunny days on the rooftop (btw, snapchat is kseberlin)

I love Nørrebrogade. Also in rain.

Another rainy day in Vesterbro. But the houses are lovely.

In the end of June, I went to North Jutland to do a story and stayed a few days at my grandparents' house. It rained (surprise) but made for a lush visit to Lille Vildmose.

The next day I flew to Bornholm for another story. I have never flown in a propeller plane but it turned out to be quite enjoyable.

Malmö looks alright from above.

I crammed in a lot of work in June to be ready for holiday in the beginning of July. I love the view from the office.

In July, I got the keys for the apartment in Nørrebro and spent afternoons painting and organizing. Nearby coffee shop Heimdalsgade22 became my new go-to place. The guys there are so sweet and I love the vibe. They also happened to feature the poster for my brother's band (up in the left corner). That felt just right.

While the apartment was getting ready, I spent the month of July living at my father's house in the north. That meant spending a lot of time with the youngest brother who still lives at home. I can't describe how great it is to hang out with him. We have so many in-jokes and we laugh and talk and take trips in the car to Elsinore. It's the best.

But Copenhagen is pretty great, too.

A new chapter

Those who follow along on Instagram have probably noticed that I have moved. Yet again. A few weeks ago I wrote down all the places I've lived. I thought it was only 26 places, but it was 29. That's more than once every year I've been alive! Anyway, I bought an apartment in Nørrebro, and even though the purchase has been a long time coming (I've been looking for a year), it feels a little overwhelming to put your signature on something and seeing six digit numbers on contracts. However, I do feel very happy to be able to create a base. A place that is entirely mine and where I can stay as long as I want. I got the keys back in June and have been taking my time getting everything in order. Cleaning the wooden floors, painting the ones in the bedroom, deciding on new furniture and all that. I am 80% settled now and it feels so good. Here's a few glimpses from the whole process:

Before the painters came over, there were millions of holes in the wall. But one afternoon I got a preview of all the great light streaming into the living room.

The bedroom floor looked like this after I had cleaned it.

Cleaning the living room in my favourite huge t-shirt my father gave me years ago after a trip to Cape Town.

First layer of blue on the floor. I went for a light blue but got a much darker shade because I hadn't compared it to a white piece of paper. First lesson....

The sofa was the first piece of furniture to enter the apartment. I have never owned a sofa before and bought this off the Danish equivalent to eBay. It's from the 50s and can be made into a bed. One of the springs came up through the seat one afternoon. I guess it's an oldie...

It felt like I had a room under water so we went out and bought a lighter colour for the second layer.

It made a huge difference.

The table is actually made of two tables, the smaller one underneath can be rolled out or taken apart altogether. They used to be my parents' bedside tables and they're full of circles from old mugs and glasses. I love that and it makes me think of the tables' life back when my parents were still together.

I got a new bed and it was wonderful sleeping in it for the first time. Even though it was so warm I barely used the blanket and I had forgotten my pillow up north and had to use my cover as a pillow...

The kitchen was one big chaos.

Suddenly, all the furniture came up from the basement and I could get started on organising and decorating.

I bought the vintage lamp online and my brother brought it from Aarhus. The table is apparently Finnish design from the 50s, and I got it in 2011 when I moved into The White Castle. It's one of my most cherished things although it's very fragile. It is beginning to feel like a home here now. I only need to figure out what to put on the walls....

Italy overdue part due

After a few days at my father's house, we drove across Italy and headed for the Amalfi coast. We came by last year's destination, Naples, and the trip - despite my fear of driving on the motorway since last year's accident making it somewhat strained - was beautiful. We drove by Vesuvius and took in Naples from the top of a mountain before driving over on the sea side with the cliffs reaching deep into the light blue sea. Oh the wonders.

Vesuvius.

That's the outskirts of Naples...

When we arrived, we walked down to the harbour for a glance at the city. Some Israeli tourists took this photo which I love. Both because I'm in all black and the girls are in colours, and because of the lady in the back handling the photo business herself.

Amalfi isn't too bad. Apparently I've been here before; my parents spent their honeymoon here in June 1987. My mom was three months pregnant with me by then.

Kat and Anna are sun people and wanted to spend the days at the beach. So Klaudia and I took the ferry from Amalfi to Positano. The wind and sea was refreshing in all the heat.

Positano is just as beautiful as Amalfi. A little denser and richer (lots of yachts in the water and rich Americans) but charming.

Be still my heart!

Seriously!

When we came back to Amalfi, Kat and Anna happened to walk across the harbour and we went for ice cream. I love these girls, they're the best travel companions.

We stayed here and it was nice. There was a window in the shower which was heaven, because you could look out on the city and the cliffs and listen to people talking and old ladies singing in the adjacent houses when you were taking your bath. Heaven.

Klaudia and Anna pre dinner. Anna had bought the fan just a few minutes before and we were all admiring it. A fan was necessary by the way. Throughout the week we were in Italy, it was roughly 30 degrees each day.

On our last day, I did something out of character. I have never been one to lie on the beach a whole day but I was in a strange mood and I needed to rest a little bit, so I joined Anna and Kat's tanning regime and curled up in a beach chair with my book about the Hemingways and the Fitzgeralds in Côte d'Antibes in the 1920s. It was surprisingly wonderful to spend an afternoon like that listening to the waves coming in, watching tan Italian men strut by and just relax.