Arrived at long last, after what felt like such a bloody massive build up!
First views of the my uni – Konstfack – A W E! Its pretty damn Uber-cool. Will add pictures soon.
My room – small and cute and starting to feel like home. Surprisingly though, despite the very small size, there is a lot of empty space in here – I don’t exactly have many possessions here, so there’s quite of bit of blank space.


Couldn’t help myself with the Sheep skin!
My first wanderings of the city have encompassed the cool part of town – Södermalm (also known as SoFo)… where I found all the trendy kids, the Cheap Monday store (Weekday), and some cool design stores.
The old town – Gamla Stan. Not that interesting – lots of tourits, icecream places, and scandi touristy shops.


Östermalm – fancy part of town – and more city-like – lots of impressively large sqaures, lots of department stores, lots of H&M stores and a few Zara stores.



ZARA!!

Also excitingly happened upon a market with fruit (lots of berries!) and flowers.

And of course IKEA. I’ve never been so excited by IKEA, as I was when I went to the superstore and realised how crazily cheap it is!! My bedside table in my room costs 49SEK – about $8. yep. My lunch, on the other-hand, cost more. Go figure. I love things that cost $1. Especially when they are kitchen items. Though 50 cheap items, isn’t so good for the bank, or the arms when you have to carry them home on public transport. Worth it though!


Stockholm collection

My bags, post IKEA

In other news:
My feet are eternally sore.
The language barrier is proving to be a bit frustrating. I realise how little exposure (or I should say, none) to any Scandinavian languages, I’ve had. Unlike Italian (I vaguely understand when people talk), French (ditto), Greek (obvious), etc – Swedish…well, I have N O Clue. The pronunciation is hard. The words mean nothing to me. Is a P R O B L E M. Am working on it, but its a pretty daunting language.
Lots of people having babies here. Lots of blonde and beautiful young people with babies. Lots of dad, pushing prams. Prams everywhere.
Classes start in 3 days. eek and excitement. Looking forward to getting back into it. Wondering how hard it’ll be…?!
Athens… Happy times. I contemplated more than once, the idea of moving to live in Athens for a bit. So the short of the long is: I heart Athens.





















































