Peters house on the hill

One night on our cycling trip we stayed with Peter, who I had found trhough Warmshowers. I didn’t know that he lived in a magnificent house with his family, that he was an artist or that to stay there would be such an experience.

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Karl, Erik and I stayed in “the poolhouse”, a house built on stilts in the garden. It was made entirely of windows and it felt like sleeping in a tree house without walls.

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There were beautiful bouquets from the garden everywhere.

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And small tables with crystal- and glassware.

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Our view of the main house (from 1711).

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We had a monkey puzzle (the tree) just outside our window.

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The was no grass at the back of the house, only flowers.

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That is the entrance to the kitchen.

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And this the way into the green house. We had dinner there, among all the flowers.

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All the china was stacked in the window sill, as the cupboards were full of antiques.

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They had an old coal stove for cooking.

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A gas one too. And the working bench was marble.

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There were clocks and old boxes everywhere.

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They barely had any electricity, but there were lamps everywhere. None of them worked. But there were flowers.

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The view from the kitchen sink.

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My new favorite china (sorry, pinstripe).

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The second bathroom was just a nook in the hall, with a grandfather clock and a mirror.

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There was a lead stained glass in the roof of the main stair case.

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And art (on account of the three artists in the house) and an insane amopunt of lamps, not considering the lack of electrisity.

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There was so much that I wish I could have brought home, this chair, for instance and the large red and white painting further up…

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There were multiple sofa groups in one room.

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That window, doe.

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Of course they had a large collection of boxes too.

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There vere rugs and blankets everywhere.

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And pillows.

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Mom and dad could see the see from their room.

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How do you manage to buy so many lamps?

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Love this one, though. And they made the painting themselves, ironically ­čÖé

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The main bathroom was hand painted by Peter’s mum. Beautiful, but the bathtub was without a shower. Unpractical when you have been cycling.

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I snapped these pictures the morning before we left for Edinburgh, I wish I could have stayed longer just to have shown you the rest of it.

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