The forecast called us to the ocean and we didn’t let the constant fall off snow get between us and the surf. It just took a little longer to get there. We measured the day in time driving back home again. It took Alex, who lives furthest away a total of 17 hours to get
In Mexico we met a man who jaw-dropped and burst out: “poor people, you’re from Sweden?! All you do in that dark country is to drink vodka and make babies”, when we told him we were Swedes. May not be completely true, even though I had too much vodka this weekend. But the fact that
It’s been snooowing a lot here and you can feel christmas is getting closer. In sweden we eat a special type of buns with saffran during christmas time. We call them lussebullar. As you know saffran is very expensive and a white christmas very rare even here. This year instagram is more popular then ever
She is back home and we are having fun in the snow..
This crispy cold morning we decided to head out to Konstfack’s christmas market. Konstfack is Sweden’s largest university collage of design, art and craft and their market was filled with the students design. So crowded that it was hard to take any good pics.. Then we took the subway (the easiest way to get around
Christmas trees everywhere. School and interesting guest lectures. The apartment. Walking in those fricking stairs again. Cooking food again. Enjoying nice gifts from our selfes and amazing porto-cheeso-gal. Swedish surf. And lots of rain.
Här intervjun från Skånska dagbladet, den finns inte på nätet så vi tog några kort på den. Ni som är sugna på att läsa får ta fram glasögonen för de blev inte så stor text på bilderna. Spännande att få stå framför kameran för omväxlingsskull! – – Here’s that interview with us featured in the
We have our last exams in this first class. So we are up all days and evenings studying! Petter is going to hand in his last paper tomorrow and then we’re done for a while. Thursday we are leaving to Portugal but before then we are going to have two lectures on two different highschools
Under höstlovet höll vi en matmarknad i Torekov. Lokala producenter och odlare, restauranger och andra kreativa försäljare samlades på hamnplan i en solig oktoberdag. Jag stod och sålde korv i en gammal korvvagn, precis som farsan brukade göra på 80-talet! Haha som det gick korv!! Ingen hade tänkt på att sälja kaffe eller läsk så
