“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.” – Anaïs Nin
I’m a photographer and storyteller living in France with my little family. I’ve been equal parts homebody and equal parts wanderer ever since I left my parents home at the age of 16. Recent events in the world and in life have led me to be less of a nomad and more of a human ready to put down roots.
Going forward I want to be more mindful of where and how I choose to travel to do my part in this critical time of climate change.
This is me and my partner in crime. We’ve been slow travelers since way before we even heard of the concept. It’s just our preferred way of traveling.
But there’s more to slow traveling than connecting to local people, cultures, food and music.
Our favorite pastime while wandering (second only to local friends taking us to their secret spots) is to simply get lost. Easily done seeing as I have little to no sense of direction😅. But that’s usually when when the magic happens and we stumble upon a potential smultronställe as we call it in Swedish.
Below is a lovely explanation of the word by Dara from the WordPress blog awordfromjapan:
“Smultronställe: a hidden secret place
A wonderful new word I discovered on this trip to Sweden: smultronställe. The literal meaning is “wild strawberry patch”, but the word is used to mean a special place that is close to your heart, that isn’t so easy for others to find, where you feel at ease and at one with the world.” – Dara
My name is Sara. Sarica is the nickname my grandmother gave me. Welcome to my space where I through images share glimpses of moments from around the world.