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My mind is elsewhere this Friday… in the hours before Hurricane Irma hits the US coast I can’t help but think about every family, friend, and soul I know in its path. With no words of wisdom, or any inspiration┬áto find a distraction, here are a few images from my time in the South Eastern part of the United States. The places where I grew up.

North Carolina

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South Carolina

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Georgia

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Florida

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xx – nasty trash

 

Post 35 of 52

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When the going gets tough, the tough go to free events. Yeah, it was a rather frugal summer for our little family. So to avoid a summer stupor, I decided to be proactive about attending free local events. This plan not only exceeded my expectations, it has become a monthly ritual and new adventure in itself.

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There are a lot of museums in Helsinki, and to organize each individual free day took a bit of strategizing. Inherently, I created a little reference list to keep track of all the activity! So today, Friday, September 1st, the stars aligned when I had to post the same day as an open event!

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Kiasma is by far my favorite attraction in the city. Dead center, with one of the most intriguing interior architectural concepts I’ve ever experienced, the building is a an experience in itself. And to be frank, a free day in Helsinki is still slim pickins compared to most public attractions in larger cities.

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Feel free to take a closer peek at my previous picture of the list I created. If you’re a local or just traveling through Finland, a museum visit is a must.

Until next week,

xx – nasty trash

Post 34 of 52

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This week I am posting on location in a rough stream of consciousness. I have decided to continue with my evening, a well deserved date night with my beloved partner, and share some thoughts about this moment.

Although most of my Friday nights tend to grow more similar as the months go by, I am beginning to crave moments of spontaneity. In between the meals and beers, I am finally starting to feel humbled my surroundings. To be fair, lately, my environment has not been the most comforting aspect of my life. And this evening I can finally say with confidence my home soothes me.

August is my favorite month in Helsinki. I feel at ease with the climate, daylight hours, and reasonable work schedule of the people. Things feel mellow, and the extremes of the midnight sun and sunless winter are just passing thoughts.

Just like the ominous conversations I share with my husband about season finales for Game of Thrones, I have similar feelings towards the winter ahead. Although in this moment, next to the sea and a beer in hand, I feel grateful to be alive and breathing the Baltic air.

Until next week
xx – nasty trash

Post 31 of 52

Procrastinating this weeks post becuase my original content was lost in a computer glitch. So sometimes you just have to publish and move on, until next week…

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xx – nasty trash

Post 30 of 52

I am currently writing this in Terminal C at Schipol International Airport in Amsterdam whilst sipping on a cold Heineken. This week my husband and I have spent the most glorious five days wandering the city and exploring new places and old favorites.

IMG_9113.jpgI did not expect to return so quickly after my birthday trip earlier this year, and afraid to think that every time I leave a little piece of my heart is left behind somewhere along a cannal. This trip, in particular, has been extraordinary. The combination of old and new took me on an emotional ride, and I always fall somewhere on the scale between madly obsessed and hopelessly in love. IMG_8798.jpg

Due to traveling in the high season, most of our explorations ended up in the back streets of DePijp. Away from the center and most of the main attractions, and deeper into tree lined streets, tiny cafes, and small shops. Maybe a place more difficult to come by if you’re a first time visitor, but as a seasoned veteran, I feel energized by studying a new area of the map and mastering the curves and turns of the neighborhood.

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Holding back tears and smiling from ear to ear, all I can think of is how much this little country means to me. I will finish with a new phrase I learned this week, which is “geef mi maar Amsterdam”. This means “give me more Amsterdam”. No matter what happens, I will always want more Amsterdam. More canals to see, more crooked streets to wander, and more cold Heinekens to drink.

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xx- nasty trash