The last time I was in Stockholm was with dad in mid December 2010. I barely recognise anything from that time. There are PEOPLE everywhere, not hurrying from one place to the next, but dawdelling! Milling around and drinking at outdoor bars and picnic areas, leisurely cycling through the city in dresses and sandals. Of course there are also heaps of tourists (not like me) sporting the classic combinations of hats, sunscreen and jeans and joggers. But more ev...

Just after writing the last blog I went down to have a swim and sunbake on the cement boat dock. As i was enjoying this 'sunhine' i talked about earlier, i felt something pass my left arm. A snake. Now in australia jumping up screaming and finding a shovel is appropriate. But here the snakes aren't poisonous of course, and as i looked where my snake friend was going I noticed 5 of his friends snuggled in a crack two inches from where i was lying. Swedes enjoy ...

It has been a week and a half of pure swedishness. I never thought i could overdose on strawberries (jordgubbar) buttt I have been close to strawb-induced chunder moments. Colourful wildlowers are practially weeds here lining the highways and overtaking the small little swedish summer gingerbread houses. Something that made me soo happy upon arrival as i realised i definately wasnt in Australia anymore, those birch trees never did last in our garden at home. He...