There is a street I stumbled upon during one of the free days I had wandering Gothenburg. A series of back street alleyways, that stretch out for miles, filled with small, individualistic stores and cafes, ranging from tea and spice shops, antique stalls, café’s with benches and blankets out. A total hipsters paradise! I was enchanted in the first few minutes I stepped down these streets, my mother however wasn’t the slightest bit impressed and considered it uncomfortably rural. I prefer to describe it as vintage, and little quirky too!
Since we didn’t spend long wandering through these streets, I made a mental note to come back by myself. Although ordinary at first glance, there is a certain feeling you get in these streets, a feeling of possibility, like there is a treasure waiting to be found, hidden within the cluttered shelves of the next odd store I randomly decide to walk into.
Of’ course I went back, on one of the last few days of the fair, during my lunch break, I snuck out and went back to the streets of Haga. On a Sunday afternoon, it was in full bloom. Tables had been laid out along the streets and people were sell all sorts of things, from pastries to kaleidoscopes! The street was buzzing with all sorts of people, young families with baby strollers, groups of friends, baskers with all sorts of acoustic instruments and an eclectic mix of gypsy like vendors.
I only wish I had more than 2 hours of lunch break to wander around, talk to strangers and take photographs. However, I didn’t leave empty handed! With the remaining pocket money I had; I got a box of aromatic flavored teas, a recycled brown paper mini sketch pad titled “something special”, a charka balancing bracelet and a bag full of sweet and sticky treats! Behold, my treasure from the magical streets of Haga!