All posts tagged: cities

City Slicker | Guide to Glasgow, Scotland

Happy day! Today I’m so delighted to introduce 2016’s first City Slicker, Melissa, who keeps an enviable blog and takes photographs just as evocative as her sparkling words. She takes us again to Glasgow, her Glasgow, for rainy days sequestered in coffee shops, hunting for literary treasure in secondhand bookshops and to the banks of the River Clyde. Melissa is the founding editor and designer of Quotidian Literary Magazine (so worth a read for elegant writing by Scottish students) and, if that weren’t enough of an achievement in itself, is also midway through writing a contemporary coming-of-age novel. She pens beautiful letters over at her observational blog, Something I Noticed. Take a look! You can also find her on Instagram and Facebook. Q: What brought you to your city? I was actually born in Glasgow, in the Southern General Hospital. But even though I was born here, and I’ve been studying in Glasgow since 2009, it wasn’t until last September that I came to live in the city. I’m doing a PhD here (in Creative Writing) so it just made sense last autumn to move …

City Slicker | Guide to Bozeman, Montana

Today I am delighted to announce a new series on Beside the Danube – City Slicker. I’m fascinated by urbanism (nerd alert!) and by the ways we interact with our built environment (blame my constant wanderlust!) So I decided that a Q&A with city dwellers near and far might be a fun way to get to know other people and places. One person and their city will be featured every Friday! So without further ado, anchors aweigh and slice the main brace! Introducing Bozeman, Montana… Our first city slicker is the lovely long-locked Ellie, currently living in Bozeman, Montana. Ellie is a filmmaker who loves hiking, chocolate anything and swimming in the ocean – and once had a face-off with a deer in the middle of the night. She’s also my little sister! Follow along with her snowy adventures on instagram or her blog Pink Mountains. Q: What brought you to your city?  I’m taking part in a study abroad programme. It was one of the only choices that had space for me this semester and it is also where my boyfriend is studying so it …

London Haunts | The Secret Garden

Welcome to a new blog series: ‘London Haunts’, chronicling some of my favourite places in this sprawling city. I wrote the piece below during the summer for a travel journal, but thought it fitting to herald this series as it’s my favourite place in town. I’m still head-over-heels for it. If you’re a Londoner and fancy a visit, directions can be found here. Its official name is the Garden of St. John’s Lodge (but, ssh, let’s keep it just between us?) Sometimes since I’ve been in the garden I’ve looked up through the trees at the sky and I have had a strange feeling of being happy as if something was pushing and drawing in my chest and making me breathe fast. Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden – in all the places. – Frances Hodgson Burnett, ‘The Secret Garden’ Did you love Frances Hodgson …

City slicker

London is pretty close to perfect right now. The air is cool, but the dahlias and chrysanthemums are blooming like there’s no tomorrow. The evenings are still long enough, but hot coffee is beginning to sound more enticing than cold. I went to the Open Air Theatre yesterday noon to see an adaptation of the first grown-up novel I ever truly loved (To Kill A Mockingbird) and sat snuggled in a blanket scarf watching pigeons swoop and dragonflies dive beneath the stormy sky. The tourists are leaving, en masse – exactly as they came. The city feels paused, empty somehow. Perfectly on the cusp. And I’m beginning to see why folks love London.