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It's the end of the world as we know it (And I feel fine)

After very impressive days I write probably the last from sweden this year. Yes, I am going home. Over chrismas. But I promise I will be back, telling you how sweden gets out of the darkness turning into the sunniest place on earth.

On thursday I had my last salsa course. I really enjoyed this course. I would have never believed that I would dance salsa, but I did and had much fun with it. Gema told me, that originaly only old people in spain dance salsa. Well, I think, I am well prepared for the age. In the end there were just a few people left at the course, because there was a good-bye pizza dinner at town of the exchange students. But we finally even received a diploma. What a contradiction: german and a salsa diploma. The last course is documentated at Phil's page. After salsa Phil and I went to the dinner, but we were that late that we did not get food anymore. So we traveld back by foot always looking into the sky. Because of a message from Malgosia we knew that northern lights were expected at the night. And really, after 11pm it started. It began as it did in Härnösand 4 month ago: they appeared to be clouds first almost invisible, but becoming brighter and brighter. Phil and I went very fast back home to fetch our cameras. And when I stepped back out the house at the field infront of Nacksta the incredible began: it were no longer clouds like in Härnösand. It was a fire of green, violett and white running over the sky. Like it is known in the movies. My pictures can be viewed here.

On friday evening we kisse Cris good bye. She and Victor took the same bus I will take at wednesday in the morning. And it was the introduction of good-bye's that followed at the weekend.

At saturday was the last party of kårhuset. And this time it was very crowded. I don't know where the swedish hide the year over, but they were even so many that they closed the doors after enough people had entered. And we enjoyed it a lot. We were dancing until the end. It was not even the last party of the kåhuset, it was the last party with most of the exchange students. This time Marco was the only one with a camera, so you have to check his site.

On sunday I slept long, ate breakfast with Phil and Basti in the afternoon and went over to Phil's place in the evening with Gema, talking until 1 or 2 o'clock. But in the end, even when I got home, I could not sleep until half past 4. Suddenly I had to think about all the things I have to do before I leave. And at the morning I had a lab at 8 am, but I was still confused about my travel and were not able to solve many exercises. But I have my first lunch from the university kitchen today!! It is twice as expensive as at home, but much more on the plate. And it was eatable. You see, different in all aspects.
Tomorrow I will have to pack my luggage. I am very nervous. But I am very excited. Phil already has left this morning. I will be the next. I hope, I won't forget anything

Comments

dasu. said…
hej markus! falls wir uns nicht nochmal sehen: ich wuensche frohe weihnachten und nen guten rutsch! bis naechstes jahr! ulli
Anonymous said…
tatsächlich. ein gesicht im polarlicht!!!!
god jul wünsch ich dir und deiner familie auch.

hier in kr wohnt sogar ein echter weihnachtself im strickpulli, hihihi. guck mal auf meinen neuesten eintrag. *grins*

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