My annual trip to Sweden in December to see family has developed a charming familiarity. The routine is usually the same – a few days in Stockholm shopping, maybe a trip to Skansen to see the festive market and get in the Christmas mood, followed by a train trip to the country and a few days seeing my relatives. While often the appeal of travel is to try something new, I take great comfort in the routine. Sweden is a place I have strong sensory associations with. I think of the limited and precious daylight, the songs I play on the long drives across the open snowy landscape. I look forward to the meatballs and pickled herring for dinner. I’m even starting to pick up a bit of the language. The events don’t change, neither does the time of year, but every year, of course, I am different.
Jumper – Weekday
Trousers – Zara
Boots – not sure
The beauty of an annual trip is that you can juxtapose the shifts in your life – then versus now. Since Sweden is such a vivid place for me, it makes this reflection particularly vibrant. My experience of 2018 was intense, filled with highs and lows, change, adventure, surprises. I never would have predicted the place I was in when the year came to a close. Equally, I’m very content with where I ended up.
Jumper – Uniqlo
Hat – brother’s
Trousers – Brick Lane
Boots – Vagabonds via Office
I find Sweden a relaxing place too, one with a slow pace, a quiet quality. There is time for reflection, something I have not had much of in my chaotic but wonderful first term at university. I even spent a whole day at my grandma’s in front of my laptop writing about everything I experienced over the preceeding weeks. It was immensely theraputic to reflect and preserve those memories.
I am entering 2019 in a very good place. I am someone who thrives on change, and the shift from school to university has really suited me. It has opened up doors to people and experiences I would not have expected and I am truly excited about what is to come.
I wish you all the best for 2019.
Happy New Year.