North Berwick Day-trip Photos

Only 30 minutes by train from Edinburgh, North Berwick was an ideal place to visit. With a charming seaside atmosphere, the little town was chock-full of visitors and locals enjoying the sunshine.

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I haven’t posted in … well let’s say a while. Life happened and somehow I kept losing motivation for a lot of things. I’m still not sure if I’ll find it.

Anyway, I finally had a weekend off, and on a lovely spring Saturday M & I decided to go on a spontaneous trip to North Berwick.

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Only 30 minutes by train from Edinburgh, it was an ideal place to visit, especially since we haven’t been there before. With a charming seaside atmosphere, the little town was chock-full of visitors and locals enjoying the sunshine.

We wandered about the town and by the seaside, enjoying a scoop of Luca’s ice cream, staring at kids splashing about in the cold North Sea. While the town seemed to be full of exciting shops, cafes and restaurants almost everything was closed by the time we actually wanted to grab a bite. We managed to get a table at Herringbone, and had some great burgers (though mine was a bit challenging to eat). The place was really busy and at one point a customer pushed into our table and sent my camera flying. Needless to say, I almost had a heart-attack, but turns out my Nikon D800 is one tough cookie.

I wanted to try my new filters by the sea, however it was too bright, even with stacking! I was hoping to catch the sunset, but alas I didn’t realise how much later the sun sets now and we didn’t want to miss the train back. Maybe next time.

 

Paris Blue

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My first week in Paris was kind of blue. I spent a lot of time walking in the rain, trying to find a place with inexpensive coffee to hide in and write. The city with its cold white skies seemed unapproachable, almost hostile, it is only in at dusk, during the blue hour when it started to come alive and I began taking pictures.

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Briefly in Brussels, some photos & memories

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Brussels was my favourite town which is why I was looking forwards to going there again. But from the moment I got of at the train station, alone and confused it was different, it was cold, rainy and I took the metro in the opposite direction. Once in town I forgot how much of Brussels I actually remembered and walking around the city felt effortless but strange as half-forgotten memories hit me as I walked past a familiar looking street, square or shop.

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Thankfully I didn’t feel lonely for too long as I made a new friend with whom I went out for some beer & waffles which yet again improved my opinion on Brussels & travel. Though for a better experience I recommend visiting during summer.

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Winter in Paris

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In December I managed to spend a few days in Paris, some of it was spent wandering around the Christmas markets. It was incredibly warm and sunny but it didn’t diminish the Christmas atmosphere of the city. Next week I’m moving to Paris for real. So naturally I’m terrified that it’s not gonna work out. I’ll keep you posted, in the meantime you can check out my photos.

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Winter Landscapes in Auvergne, France

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Winter arrived to Murat before the end of November and snow covered everything. Thankfully, most days it was still sunny which made for some great landscape photos. Here are some pictures taken in and around Murat, Saint Flour and Dienne in the Auvergne region in France. Enjoy.

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The Barcelona Experience – beach, protests, stolen wallet and partying with no money…

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How can one describe the roller coaster that was Barcelona?

Between october and november I had a 2 week holiday and thought it would be great to go to Barcelona… my friends agreed and what I thought an idle dream could become a reality.  The main problem, however was getting there from a tiny french town in the middle of nowhere. We arranged a car sharing trip from our town to Montpelier and from there to Barcelona, though a few days before it seemed like we might not go anywhere as the first driver’s car broke down. So we were in the awkward position of having to arrange a new ride the day before we were supposed to leave. I started packing at 1am and went to sleep worried about whether we’d actually make it there.

Thankfully, both of our drivers were very nice (especially our ride from Montpelier to Barcelona, whose car was tiny and uncomfortable but had great conversations). And I couldn’t believe my luck when we were walking dazed at the Ramblas getting hopelessly lost while trying to find our hostel. We were in Barcelona!

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Barcelona was amazing, great atmosphere, tons of colours and warmth. You could just wander around the streets all day and find new and amazing things to look at, narrow streets, food vendors, we even stumbled upon a protest. And the beach… the beach was just amazing.

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But it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. My handbag was stolen on the beach at night after a night out, I was talking to someone and I had it on me and then it was gone (and so was my phone, wallet, & ID in it), thankfully the guy gave me 10€ for a taxi home. After spending the next day hungover and miserable I went out again as it was our last night in Barcelona. I went out with nothing but 2,20€ in my pocket and still managed to score booze and fags. Later that night I also managed to lose the friend I was with and had to spend my last 2€ on a metro ticket home and shout on the street so that my friends would let me in to the hotel room (no one trusted me with a key after my bag was stolen). So yeah, Barcelona was definitely a roller coaster experience…

The city made me feel awful and paranoid at times yet I can’t stop loving the epic joi de vivre that seemed to envelop the place…

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On our last day I was tired and shaky as I barely got any sleep the night before and even tried to sleep in a park in the middle of the city (at some point you just stop caring), and couldn’t wait to go back. But the moment we got out of the car at a sleepy train station in France, with cold wind blowing through the sweater and a jacket I was wearing over my t-shirt I wished I was still in Barcelona…

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Halloween at the Père-Lachaise cemetery in Paris

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This year I spent Halloween in Paris, and what better way to spend it than by having a walk around one of the biggest and most famous cemeteries in Paris –  Père-Lachaise. Some might find it strange, but I’m the kind of girl who likes to wander around old cemeteries, the beauty and decay provide a great background for reflection.

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But after dusk magic happens.

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20 minutes before closing time there were barely any people left, and as the time moved on I worried I might get locked in at the cemetery for the night. Thankfully it didn’t happen, though the cemetery is large enough, if lost one could wander around for days…Père-Lachaise Cemetery, Paris by ReverinePère-Lachaise Cemetery, Paris by Reverine

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Despite it’s slight creepiness I fell in love with this place and I hope to return and explore more of it next time…