Blargh...

Back home in sunny breezy 101.

Sweden was fab and not.

So nice to see the family, see my brothers graduation, listen to Afi tell stories about when he was young, see how tall my nieces are(Anna Bára is taller than her mother now), drink soda water with cactus flavor, meet Maggi's new girlfriend, take smiley photos, buy underwear in H&M, cycle through the horrible field full of flowers that was on my way to school as a teenager(I am allergic), try to recognize friends in the street(seems like they have left like me), melt and almost suffocate in the heat, struggle with Swedish adult talk(I moved away 16 years old), see unfriendly faces from old times, get mosquito bites that itch like hell, introduce Heroes to Maggi, miss Iceland, relax and talk a lot about everything and nothing at all,...

Oh Sweden how wonderfully dull and boring you are!