Hello, vacation




 

Yes, it is that time of year again. After a lot of hard work, now the time has come to play. I had a couple of vacation plans, but they all fell through. So here I am, trying to find a new one by going through some old pictures for inspiration.

The first one is of a building in Barcelona that struck me. It doesn't really look like the rest of Barcelona, and it makes me think of South America or Cuba in the 1940s. Not that I have ever been in South America or Cuba, or have a real clue of what the 1940s looked like in those places, but still. This picture makes me long for it. And for a glass of rum.

The ruin of what was once without doubt a magnificent castle I photographed in Normandy, France. I have a thing for castles. I like to believe in reincarnation, just so I can pretend to have lived in a castle in one of my previous lifes. Since I could barely read I have been working my way through a mountain of historic novels, and college proved to be a great source of information and inspiration as well. I took a class called 'Art of the Middle Ages', and another one on medievel military orders. I even took on that focused especially on castles and their layouts and building methods. When I say I love castles, I make no joke.

Contrary to what you might think, the third picture I took while in Georgia. Not the United States one, the country in the Caucasus. It's near Russia, and it's gorgeous. It's a place full of bear and wolf infested forrests, religion, living history and without doubt the best bread you will ever taste. But that's a story for another time.  

The last picture was taken in Palmyra, Syria. This country has a special place in my heart, with it's lovely people and fantastic food. I was there a few times before all the horrible things started happening, and am very anxious as to how I will find the country after all the fighting is over. Whenever that might be. My heart is with all the wonderful people I met. I hope they will still be there when it's safe enough for me to return. Which I'm sure I will, someday.

Not right now, however. So I guess I will have to do some more searching to find a new destination, just waiting to be discovered by me. Lucky for me the world is quite big, with loads of exactly such places. I'm sure I will manage.

Welcome, strangers

Weird at Heart is for those who like to be themselves, no matter what. It’s not about being different for the sake of it; it’s about not being afraid to be so when you want to. I have made choices in my life that some people would call strange or silly, but they brought me where I am today.  I happen to like where I am today, and even though I have no idea where I’m going, I sure enjoyed the journey so far.

However, travelling alone can be a lot of fun, but at the end of the day you still want to have someone to share all your stories and experiences with. So that is what this space will be. Here I share with you my stories. They will be about travelling, food, books I read, blogs I love, events I’d like to attend, places I want to go, and all the other things that catch my attention. In short, it will be a lifestyle blog, albeit perhaps a slightly weird one.