there's a bobbaloo car in da house

I really really have been looking for a proper small sized woollies car for a long time. Promise. But up until now the closest they have been to a car is the rather slow bus tour some years ago.

No more of that now. A fine red car has arrived in da house! So far five of them has tried it out, for a very very very short trip. For a comfortable ride there's room for five, possibly seven if they are of the extra small size. I fear there will be all sorts of uproar about car trips from now on though. There will have to be some system set up.

Still pretty certain they are still too tiny to go on longer road trips on their bobbaloo own though.

the annual toy car road trip 2015

today was the day of the annual toy car outing with a couple i only see once a year (which remind me of that post about friends for different occasions i wrote a few years ago 'insert link').

every other year they get to plan the trip and chose the destination the other we do. this year was their's and we got to see a

really cool senior apartment complex. not my cup of tea for various reasons, too modern and soulless being two, but i can see the appeal and positive sides for some.

we popped by an italian delicacy market. which focused too much on body oarts of dead animals unfortunately. but i got three interesting egg free pastas. 

had a really lovely lunch (this carrot and white cabbage salad - divine. this sourdough bread - delightful.) at an unexpected place we'd never gound on our own.

nice asparagus soup, but a bit too creamy and heavy for me. the toasted garlic/herb bread though - heavenly.

this huge wall in the restaurant made of real books and stuff and spraypainted in white. so inspirational!

i learnt that my passion for artisan, small-scale production is bigger that my uninterest in alcohol. the visit of this liqueur, punsch and whisky distillery was fascinating and lovely. and they have a MEAN alcohol-free spicy apple glögg (mulled wine).

however the bobbaloos were less than impressed: too few food breaks in general, no small sized things of wonder and worst of all, no fika!

red summer sandals

Not a fan of wedges, but when a friend swore that her new pair of summer sandals were one of the comfiest ever and they happened to be available in red too I was very tempted despite the wedges bit... Because even if I *hrmf* have been known to get a pair of pink sandals recently I've been wanting a red pair for many years. In vain since it's seemingly impossible to get just the model I want and whenever I've found a good model they don't have my size.



Ordered them online, something that always go well with models from El Naturalista and ART which I know fit, this was a bit of a gamble as I haven't worn Camper for years and this model never. But I'm glad to report they fitted perfectly, look great and above all, they are very comfortable. Have so far worn them once and I was worried I wouldn't be able to wear them all day without issues, so I carried around an extra pair of shoes. Which turned out to be unnecessary, they were fab all day!



The Camper model is called Ada Beetle, like the bestest car. And I'm a sucker for such coincidences. The first time I wore them I spotted their car equivalent. In red. If it had been possible I would have crawled upon the bonnet begging someone to take an awesome shoe per diem snap. Alas it wasn't.



I also like the fact that the sandals are both sporty - despite me not being a sporty animal - giving springy steps as well as stylish in a surprisingly elegant way. Ie they go with most everything. And so do the Prosit sisters think. They have inspected every little corner of sandals in a most impressive way.









They're not only thoroughly paw approved, they also happen to go very well with radishes (and strawberries), which always is an extra plus of course.



How about you, have you found any great summer sandals this year?

a dotty car

spotted (no pun intended, or maybe a tad dot) this today, what may be one of the cutest car 'paint jobs' i've ever seen - a chocolate brown with white dots delivery car!

befittingly enough it belongs to the chocolate/bakery company and cafe xoko, a place i think is very much overrated, though some people seem to rave about it... - but i love their choice of company car.

still think the grass car is the most awesome company car ever (and they of course sell products i totally rave about) but this dotty thing is definitely on the top list too.

what's the cutest, most original delivery/company car you've ever seen?

toy car summer day

With weather, health, other commitments not permitting the toy car inauguration until this weekend it was such a bliss to finally be there. We took a long drive, to a destination with a lovely cafe, had a stroll  around the picturesque smalltown, browsed a few shops before heading home again. and while the destination, as usual, is of the sweet kind it was the journey itself which was the major treat.

Riding in a cab on a summer day really is blissful, everything so close, the sky, the ground, air, sounds, scents, light, sights, nature - like a 3D experience compared to a drive in a usual car which can be described as 2D - life. Liberating and life affirming. Heart.

red raw and sun beetle

the sight of my favourite car model always makes me smile.

a green beetle is THE colour for me, but just seeing its happy instigating, chubby shape is a joyous thing.

sunny yellow parked on a tired looking, dusty, early spring stockholm street, fun.

passing a red raw on the road, fun fun.

random photos berlin

I have finally uploaded all the Berlin/Germany photos I wanted to Flickr. And as my mind is weary and uninspired at the moment I thought it would be nice to just share a few Berlin photos today and not bother about the writing. Because today the latter don't come easy. And on photos you can always rely.

The view we woke up to every morning. Pretty awesome I think.

I just think they looked snazzy these two guys, sadly they walked to fast and there were too many tourists in the way of the camera, but I managed a snap anyway.

I'm still amazed at the numbers of cyclists in Berlin. Even if Germans are great drivers in general, the traffic pace in Berlin is pretty tough and tricky, to manouver a bike in such a death defying way as many do... jeez.

I find this old man looking very Miami-ish somehow. And cool.

A piece of the Eastside gallery. Very much worth a visit (and behind the wall is also the Strandgut beach). Great (and not so great) murals here.

The inner city vastness of Berlin really is pretty intimidating, 

especially when seen from above.

Very bobbaloo approved cars, 

but just like me they do prefer the older models before this latest one.

In Berlin giraffes are big and made of Lego.

Old Tempelhof airport is of not bobbaloo approved architecture.

I find the Strandgut beach stroller to the left in the picture rather disturbing, for several reasons. Style and sense council desperately wanted.

I also find myself pondering where I'd like to live if I were to live in Berlin, there are so many places and houses that look rather dreamy (and many that do not). I always end up thinking that this is the kind of place that would rock my boat. And who wouldn't want to be neighbour with a Buddah Republic?

Even if Berlin is a busy, dirty, concrete, happening, modern city it is streets and places like this, where there's a peaceful, leafy feel of serenity that makes me love it.

Why is it that German forbidden-signs are so much more intimidating than signs in other languages?

There are never too many, colourful bears in one street.

the bobbaloo saab scania magical mystery tour

Rutger: "For your safety, please keep all hands and ears inside the bus at all times. I will now be checking to make sure all of your safety belts are secure before we begin our tour." (these perfect descriptive words I do credit completely to kind blog reader and fellow bobbaloo addict D.S., you know who you are!)

Got an old Scania bus tin from my mother. Perfect for a bobbaloo adventure tour - do note that I'm so so so no fan of Saab cars, never have, never will be, feel free to disagree - this tin bus is delightful. Bus 54 to S:t Eriksplan - a square which happens to be one of my favourite parts of Stockholm - all aboard.

Top floor is full, eight bobbaloos have climbed aboard. The littlest fellas are riding front seat - this is where I always adamantly wanted to sit when I was a kid too. When there was still double-decker buses around in Stockholm, nowadays only our tourist coaches are double-deckers - Leonard and Seth.

First there's a pretty steep downhill. Calvin is as excited as only one Calvin can be.

Really, it is terribly hard to keep all ears inside the bus at all times.

Then it's a slow uphill.

And, endpoint of today's tour. What they spied with their little bobbaloo eyes, for that you have to use your imagination. It was after all, a magical mystery tour galore.