christmas – Think of nothing

Ghosts of Christmas Past

You know what happens when your backup hard drive crashes? Personally, I lose the motivation to take more pictures. What’s the point of preserving a moment or a memory for ever, if you won’t see it ever again?

And those crashes, they happen to me a lot. Do they happen to you too?

So I haven’t taken pictures for months (except for ❤ work <3). Because what’s the point? Also, it’s dark outside >_> #polarnights

Then, I decided to look through my old backup disk earlier today.

IMG_8806-2 — Preparing for New Year (Christmas isn’t really celebrated in Russia), Year: 199x

There will be no photo summary of 2015 on this blog. “R.I.P. stupid hard drive”. Instead – pictures of christmas past:

bonding — Sometime during this photo session, I realize that Caroline is my BFF ❤ Oslo 2010

Santa is cruising the canals

Choir in the dark.

Christmas in Lille

The Ice rink @ Spikersuppa is open = love

a sky of ballons, no need for a christmas tree

_DSC4460Novikova copy — Christmas time, Drammen 2013

Oslo 2014

Oslo 2014

Twinkle, twinkle

Oslo unfocused.

The Weekly Photo Challenge.

Some Amsterdam

9 streets - amsterdam - christmas decorations, 9 — 9 streets

Wonderful, wonderful

Happy to be back in Amsterdam, as always. I had some problems getting back and planned to write something hateful about Eurolines, but they fixed their mistake just fine, so there isn’t really much to complain about anymore. Other than that I had to spend more than two hours in the dark and cold, without any information on the whereabouts of my bus.

I didn’t really have many Christmas expectations this year and I didn’t count on getting anything nice – which might be why everything turned out simply fantastic. I got the two things I needed most in the world, a big purse and lots of socks! But I’m equally happy with the other presents – fifty euro, eye shadow, baby fisheye (that can’t wait to be introduced to you) and a book about Audrey Hepburn, with delightful pictures and quotes. The BBF who wrapped it in, also took the time to scribble down some lines on the opening page, and I though I’d share, because they make me happì:

Prettige Kerstdagen, mon cherie! ‘True friends are families which you can select’ is one of the smart things A. H. has said, according to this book. Word, sier jeg. – og for en fantastisk familie!! 1000 juleklemmer

Under the christmas tree at Amsterdam Centraal

I too send out 1000 Christmas hugs!

French connection

Sucks. It might not be the case for the whole France, but the Internet at my aunts keeps going on and off, and even when it’s on, most pages load so slowly that I forget what I had clicked, and then, after waiting for ever, I get the most annoying message: connection lost (happened a million times during this half hour!). My Reader is also a lost case, and so is my Facebook. Which is really no problem, until I decide to update myself on what’s going on in my world to find out it’ not possible. So annoying. I will not try more today (but then I probably will, damn it!). So buh-bye.

Perhaps tomorrow.

Christmas Lille, france, beggar, tivoli, people — Christmas Lille

Ready for a bright Christmas

First of all, a big thanks to all on WordPress for being super awesome! Well, “all” on WP didn’t actually visit my blog the last two days, but those who did are officially in my Sweetest book. No wonder I got better really fast this time, lots of water and good wishes are great for recovery! My nose might look like I’ve been polishing it with sandpaper, but I’m ready for Christmas holidays!

I’ve even packed all the presents and printed out photos to send along with postcards. Christmas, Christmas, it’s time! Just take a look at the boats in Amsterdam…

Boat parade - Amsterdam Light Festival — Boat parade – Amsterdam Light Festival

No, not really, not like Amsterdam. Every little venture to town has been a surprise this month. Last week I happened to need to cross an overly crowded bridge, people were simply glued to the railing, waiting for a boat parade… Another day I walked into Rembrandt’s “Night Watch” while I was stumbling to the night bus at Rembrandtplein. There is also this huge egg outside of Hermitage and the fishing net that looks like red smoke in the night, and so many other wonders. I wish I had more pictures.

Just wait 😉