Strawberry seeds – memory

Stuff, Words

Right from the first step outside the grey buildings, when our worn down sneakers landed on the uneven stone stairs, we knew this day called for an adventure. Even if that just meant bikes, strawberries and the blue lake.

The two bikes were parked behind one of the school buildings, and the other two of us climb up on the back. The wind in our hair and the rush from going too fast, makes us laugh and smile freely.

We sit down on the grass, by the sparkling blue, but cold, lake. While throwing the little green tips from the strawberries at each other and in to the water, our smiles grew even brighter.

It was only recently that the sun had started to warm up the ground, and the summer is short, but we all know we will remember this day way after the sun stops shining.

~ J


Dreamy Winter Dates – Everywhere!

Adventure, Inspiration

As promised, here is the list of my favourite dates during winter, a bit less “London-only” (but if you’re in this cool city, check out this too!). I hope that this inspires you, or that you find a few that you would like to go on. Tailor them to location, likes and date, and you’re set!

  • Winter picnic! Picnics are always so great, so put on your warm clothes, stock up on some warm drinks and snacks! And head out in the winter evening, to a cool (literally) location. And if it’s too cold for you….
  • Indoor picnic! As I said. Picnics always work. Even inside, with blankets etc!
  • Christmas markets! Favourite. Will get you in a great Christmassy mood, just seeing all the happy people, great food and decorations.
  • Parks and lights! Not only in London are the lit up parks and streets amazing.
  • Café dates! Just as mentioned earlier, Starbucks is great, but so are also other cafes, and when are cafes not a good bet?
  • Explore in the cold! Go somewhere new in the cold! Adventure. Get lost.
  • Christmas tree shopping! So cute, the smell, the greenery, the trees!
  • Bake or cook together! Ehehe, probably mostly because I love it.
  • Sledding/skiing/etc! Go on, go out, get cold, have fun, and then get warm inside again. After ski, anyone? Snow might be a requirement though.
  • Snow everything! IF you have snow, build snowman, snowforts, or have a snowball war? Same as above, basically.
  • DIY hot chocolate bar! Make your own hot chocolate with all the toppings!
  • Christmas/winter party! If you’re anything like me, hosting parties are awesome.
  • Christmas films! Cosy up with films, snacks, pillows, dimmed lights. Perf.

Aw, now I just want to drink hot chocolate, curl up under a blanket and watch 1000 Christmas films.

~ J

Three Girls, One blog, 366 Days

Stuff, Words

This time last year J, K and I were sitting in our favourite cafe and planning exactly what this blog called escapecolumn actually was. After a few hours we had named some categories, figured out what we were going to call ourselves and slowly started writing the about us section. We introduced ourselves as two parts vegan and one part vegetarian, we told you that this was our place to escape and hopefully you would find yourself escaping here too. So what has changed in the last 366 days?

Well the biggest thing must have been us graduating from high school, not only because it’s a big milestone in anyone’s life but also because it lead to J and I being able to move countries and start exploring the exciting London life (of course missing K so much) and K working towards her goals as well. Another exciting change is that we were no longer able to decribe ourselves as only two parts vegan, because shortly after the first blogpost the escape columnists became a 100% vegan group. 

Throughout the year we have posted a lot of different posts. Sometimes there would be a long paus when school and life just became too much and we didn’t have time to escape as much, thankfully J always likes cooking and baking and wanted to share her recipes with you! Over all I do think we have had a good year and I think all of us have discovered that having a blog together may be a struggle sometimes but it is also a lot of fun! 

So too our dear readers, I hope you are as excited as I am for the coming year of blogposts!

➢ M

Summer + friends


My summers generally consists of a loooot of fun stuff, good vibes and great times. I love summer. There’s more time for everything; adventure, travel, picknicks, workouts, food, baking, and…  -friends-! (Insert emphasis here.) My summers when I was younger was mostly spent trying to juggle traveling with my family, being introverted in my room and doing fun stuff with my friends. I wasn’t the one to always contact my pals to hang out, but I think I mostly enjoyed it (although I remember sometimes after a few hectic days of socializing I always dreamt about being alone in my room again). This is actually quite accurate to my summers nowadays, I guess…

I don’t know if I’m good at making friends. When my sister and I were on vacation with my family, in a small coast town in Spain, I was never the one to make new friends on the beach or talk to the girl of the same age by the pool. My sister was always almost searching for a way to meet new people to play with when we were away. I was never like that. I was content with just a book or my music in a beach chair,  her as my only friend on the trip when we did other things.

BUT. This summer has been very different to those kinds of summer. I have actually made some new friends! And I didn’t hate it, I actually enjoyed it thoroughly. I was kind of forced (that sounds wayyyy to harsh, it was just that her family is friends with my aunt and her family, so they all came and visited us) to become friends with a girl in my age from the US. She was really nice, we are so similar and became good friends in the short time we had, I think.

Another time this summer, I kind of actually had to make an even bigger effort to meet them. It was in Berlin, while visiting with my friend. We went to this small “bar” type of thing and we sat upstairs in an old converted red double decker bus with only a few other people. When we went down to grab another cider, I actually talked to them! And that was the start to a long night with them (all boys, maybe seven in total, two of them from Britain and those were the two I actually became friends with, and later we also met three really nice swedish girls). I was so proud of myself, as I said, I’m usually not like that, really.

I’ve also gotten to know some of my friends better, and became a lot closer to them. For example when traveling to Barcelona with a few of my old classmates. It was great! I also spent a lot of time with another old friend and we’ve always been close but I guess I don’t really spend a lot of time with her.

Unfortunately, not all of my friendships have flourished this summer. I’m – as mentioned – not the best at keeping in contact and suggest to hang out. That has resulted in me losing a few friends, especially one. That’s always sad, and I wish it would’ve worked out better. But this might actually be for the best, and sometimes it is. And otherwise, we will realize and get in touch again… But I feel like that won’t happen, especially when they tell you to “have a good life” and that you “should not be friends for a year”.

Anyways. This is what my summer’s been all about. Figuring how to make friends again, and also figuring out a balance of losing and keeping friends. And now, with our move getting closer, new challenges regarding friendships are approaching, I feel like this was a great summer, a great learning experience.

~ J



About a month ago I returned home from a trip. I left as K, the ordinary me but it was not that K who came back. It was a different one. Or at least a changed one. 

I spent a week in Beit Jala, Palestine. A country which many people does not acknowledge as a real country. A country which is largely occupied by another. A country which is not free. 

There I met a lot of new people. Youths. Men and women who are full of dreams, just like me. Men and women who are limited. Men and women who are not free. 

They cannot leave their country whenever they want to. They need special permits to enter places that once was their own. 

I cannot begin to describe the state of the situation in which a Palestinian lives. It is unbearable even to think about. But through the humiliation of having to remove ones’ clothes in a checkpoint something survives. A smile. My friend Elias said: “We’re still smiling”. 

Hope. It is a curious thing. It seems to come and go through societies. For the Palestinians it has left some and for some it has never once been questioned.  

I cannot do my expirience in Palestine justice. Words are not enough. But what want to urge is that everything you see on TV is only one picture. And it is a generally false one. Because the Palestine I saw was not a demolished one. I saw no stones being tossed at military carrying   heavy automatic weapons. I met no terrorists, only people. Youths that were just like me. 

My stay in Palestine was amazing and never once frightening. It changed me. The way I look at the conflict and the way I look at myself and others. After all we are just people, all of us.