And gone again in the distance: Last week I had a day off and've used the time. For, for, for: SWEDEN! The land of my dreams, yes. I've always known this. Katja and I can then fly from Ryan in Sweden travel overland, first to Stockholm to Uppsala.
's quite a famous university town is 70 kilometers north of Stockholm. Here lives for six months Flo, a friend of Katja, of Erasmus his math degree just spend-moderate in Uppsala. Just arrived in the city are Katja and I like almost shocked at how incredibly can speak good English, the Swedes, that you will be greeted everywhere with a cheery "Hey," and that the city of Uppsala is just simply a treat. The city is largely of university life, the many students and felt one million Erasmus students marked. We have two non-students take first in radiation weather to Gamla Uppsala, the Old Uppsala. With a church from the sixth century and the sun on the neck you can feel like a Swedish picture book. I'm waiting on it really only that Pippi, Emil and Karlsson geschwirrt come around the corner. Katja and I we can not refrain, however, the entire Swedish consumption chains known as H & M and IKEA take ... 
's going in the evenings to students in halls of residence hall parties where the whole world is einquatiert in the form of exchange students in the hallways. I'm probably not the only Schwedenfan, because every second one is German. We have to be smuggled into one of the Nations, in which actually only come in the Studis. Nations are the student associations, in which one enters mandatory in Uppsala. I fear sashes-carrying people who fight, etc., but far from it: Every nation in Uppsala organized student life in the city with parties, concerts and everything you could wish for students heart. Hui, a dream, and I will run only at the immigration office in Uppsala to immigrate spontaneously ...
Next it's off to Stockholm, where we are quartered in a hut On a campsite. Flo, Katja and I have three days to live in snow storm and Co., can hardly get out of our cabin in the meantime. The subway in Stockholm between just do not want to drive. And when it comes to replacement buses, then the otherwise friendly to animals Sweden. We waiting too good to one of these replacement buses, almost freeze to death and then have a run rampaging Swedes hold who wish to 700 in a bus with a capacity of about 50 inmates.
Someone then yells in the middle of a crowd, "Viva la democracy" and we consider Schnuffi-pants day to make in our cozy cabin and lodge it, 'ne Fika. (Will gefikat desöfteren in Sweden: sandwiches out, cake on the table, coffee and tea, hmmm, delicious). When we come out but then times out of the hut's draws us into the incredibly beautiful old town where there is the craziest shops; in Djurgarden's off to Vasamuseeum in SoFo you can go to a bar after the other, if that's okay because that a beer costs about five euros.
Yes, Sweden is expensive. But somehow that's the only hitch in this country ... as it is to go back on Sunday to the Baltic states, I'm considering seriously to stay just there. I could stay here, are in the store to open with German bread (Swedish bread hook number two on the country) and immigrate. Okay, the idea should perhaps be a little more mature ...
So I am back in Lithuania and it is still a News. Actually, you know, I think, already all know: I'll be back sooner than planned. I had and have such problems here, especially in my project that I wanted to change either my project or shorten it. Since changes did not go, I have now shortened to six months and will on 26 March in the plane heading for Germany to rise ...
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