Mostly I spent my time there on the roof-top-terrace with company from people from all over the world and 4 litre boxes of cheap whine.
Then I found this nice place, it’s a little bit outside of
First my room looked like this
Then there came the 22nd of March,
Hej du gamla, du fria, du tysta, du glädjerika sköna Sverige. Jag hälsar dig. Jag är tillbacka!!
I went to the Swedish embassy in
I tried to read a little bit in a Swedish book
Had a Swedish meal; Ok the staff where not able to understand me when I ordered Köttbullar med strips so I ate just meatballs with fries, and godverdomme Kanelbullar where not available on this day.
Yeah that’s Swedish
And that’s typical Swedish, too
Yummy, Marabou meets Daim, but still no Kanelbulle, so I have to go there again
Javisst a day in Sverige is a day with snus instead of cigarettes
After I imported the furniture from
70 bucks later
And 200 bucks later, shit 200 bucks just for this short stay, mh maybe I can sell it afterwards
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