Memoir

For a long time, since February earlier this year, I have been craving the sea and sun. Not only was I craving sunshine, but winter was also fast approaching and with it more sick people in general therefore covid propaganda was bound to follow. I was right and as the UK and other European countries

I was feeling excited to be on the road again. Arrenjarka offered so many things, and more yet to come in the winter season, but I had a nagging feeling in my mind. I needed to move on in pursuit of that goal. Ultimately I found myself travelling towards Serbia, where I would be battling

I’m starting this post off the back of my previous post, August in Arrenjarka. Arrenjarka is the village I’m currently living in. it consists of just one family passing the land down generation after generation. My hosts’ children will be the seventh generation to inherit the land… and what beautiful land it is, when not

Finally, I’ve arrived in Arrenjarka, Lapland, Sweden. It’s beautiful as to what I’ve seen so far. I didn’t really expect it to be a tourism lodge and campsite, but that could also be exciting. I’m looking forward to August in Arrenjarka, eating wild moose meat and taking some time away from the big cities -hiking

Out of two options, Costa Rica or Northern Sweden I chose Sweden. I suspect most people would think I’m mad. Let me explain my reasons why I chose this freezing cold, windy, mosquito ridden, bear roaming part of the world and how I got here.

In my previous post, albeit short, I mentioned escaping the UK once again. Laura gave me sanction whilst I looked for working opportunities. I found a cool urban garden in the heart of Leipzig, Germany. The hosts needed someone to house-sit whilst they took their annual two-week vacation… and they were also harvesting honey soon… My path was therefore laid out before me.

I’m in Leipzig, Germany, and I’d like to share how I got here, during a pandemic.