wild life

 

after a week in tokyo, it felt so good to leave the city behind. we had some funny adventures on the way, like sleeping one night in a manga café where teenies and oldies were reading manga cartoons, playing computer games and watching movies all night. we had a little computer room to ourselves, more like a both with a madras on the floor and no ceiling. after that we arrived to fuji-no, were we did a spontaneous trek of about four hours to cross the mountain, where we knew there would be a permaculture center.

one night we slept next to a little shrine, on the top of a hill overlooking this tiny, quiet village. the next night we hid in this very impressive forest, more like a jungle. listening to cicadas all night. being a little bit afraid of wild pigs. cuddling up to find warmth.

no longer...

...big in japan but sleepy in korea and a few hours away from 'home'. where is home?
anyhow, i left tokyo and fuji-no behind. pictures will follow from the last adventures once i landed. take care!

goodmorning

no more performances in tokyo. we had a good finish off yesterday night. now time for a few more adventures. it is a little gift! i am enjoying each moment.

trying a skirt in harajuku. the second hand store’s are insane over here. a few floors of heaven. but luckily?, i am often too big for their clothes…

the famous zebra crossing in shibuya. a human flood.

i had my first performance tonight, it was so intense, the audience sat extremely close and the setting was very intimate. the theater is round, so the stage is on half a circle and the audience sit on the other half. and apparently the princess of japan was in the audience! after that i had a delicious bowl of udon with some sake. and a long walk home. goodnight.

 

 

wedding in the park

a place to smoke or sit or both in harajuku

performing a teaser of the performance in a window

sweeties

day one

 

what a day. so many impressions. walking alot. spending time in the metro. people. people. people. a big bowl of noodle soup for lunch. amazing running sushi for dinner. with sake. i remember my trips according to the food i eat. in the blur of a jetlag, still i managed to have interesting conversations. goodnight tokyo.

i love shakshuka. i had a shakshuka lunch with sharon. talking about life and all that jazz. i think so much these days. and dream even more. i wonder were it will all go…

now i am just about to close my suitcase and go to the airport. japan….here’s my shakshuka recipe if anyone wants. i’ll try to post from over there. be good, take care!

look what a beautiful woman she is, our mother! (mamma, om du läser, så hoppas jag att du inte har det så stressigt, utan att du får plana ut…)

bones is a big boy by now. he’s left with the neighbors while we are of to japan. miss him already, of course.

this is what my fortune cookie said, back in may. i kept it as a talisman.

my treasures, some new books in swedish, and one in english!

it is countdown, again, a few more days and then we go. until then, i am doing couchsurfing and meeting fine friends, having rehearsals, enjoying the september weather…a good week, that is!

i love japan?

since i am hardly done digesting sweden, and before that switzerland, i didn’t even think that much about the fact that i am going to japan this week. and now, i realized it is VERY close. i need to repack my suitcase, already by tonight, since tomorrow i am working again.

what do i need to bring? how’s the weather in japan? were am i going to stay, what am i going to do? (after the performances that is) oyoyoy… i need to get my act together.

this you can miss. being an aunt and a sister and a daughter. well, i still am of course. just wish that i was closer. little gypsie me. i was listening to p1 to compensate. swedish voices in the background does make me feel a little bit closer.

goodbye then. i don’t like to say farewell. and i do it so often. each time it gets a little bit harder. these past few times i often cry at the airport. and feel so lonely and distant when i walk through the gate. practice makes perfect is not always true. goodbye.

just a short walk from here, there’s a field full of sunflowers. you cut and pay yourself. and make sure to bring your lovely sister, and your camera*my best friend*

funky outfits

there are plenty of hidden treasures in this house. i keep finding them. there’s always something funky to wear. like this old granny dress which is perfect for house hanging and cooking. the scarf i bought the other day in this flea market not far from here, it is supposed to be a gift for you elsie, do you want it? grass green with pink roses. will be nice around the neck when it gets chillier.me like!

and then sweden

 

which is lovely as usual. little things make me happy. the silence at the airport. drinking tasty water from the tap. walking barefoot in the morning dew with my father. lösgodis in the supermarket. and big things, like family and friends so close all of a sudden. i wish i could stay longer. just to be with you.