West coast

Then I was back on the road again. A fully packed car consisting of thousands of bags and things, my self, my mom and my friend went south-west, to Gothenburg. (We dropped off Fia in Linköping, where she studies, cuz it's on the way). Gothenburg (or Göteborg as we say) is the second largest city in Sweden, the "little brother" of Stockholm, so it's an alive city, more action than my old one. Very exciting to live here. I'll post pics of our lovely flat later on.

My friend, stuck in the back, barely breathing, but survived the whole trip.

I bought a bureau from a seller in the less attractive hoods of Göteborg. It was a hassle getting there but we found our way. The man and his son, dressed in open slippers (where the son had his little sister's plastic princess ones, where only his toes fitted) walked out in the snow and helped us load the car. Angels, too bad they didn't wanna join us and carry to the flat too.

Today My mom went back to Stockholm. Me and my wife (roomate), have been busy babysitting her nephew, shopping, moving furniture, unpacking etc etc. I'll be tired tonight.

Charming nephew

Tomorrow I'll get registrered at my new uni, before we're heading to the Swedish mountains to skii. Yes, you heard me correctly and no, I barely know how to skii. Only Swede alive who can't skii. Is it a plane? Is it Big Foot? No, it's Gabby rolling down the slopes...