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Since Tuesday I am back in Germany (or like the Sweds would say: "Jörmänie"). Traveling home is not very interesting. You wait for your train, wait 3 hours until the train arrives in Arlanda, wait another 3 hours for the plane, wait 2 hours until the plane arrives in Cologne (Köln) and then you drive another hour to my home.
And what do you do, when you come home? First: you eat bread. A real one. Not one of those swedish cookie-toasts. And what else? Of course. A real beer. A beer that you drink for taste and not for DPK (Dizziness Per Krown). My first day consisted of buying a box of beer, shoes for the winter (my old ones in Sweden are worn) and new clothes, for you get very bored of your old ones if you have to live for 11 month with a bunch of clothes just enough to fit into a bag.
Since I came back I heard two common questions: 1. How is the weather? 2. When will you go back? First, the weather is cloudy but ok. From time to time we have rain showers and today I did not even see a blue spot in the sky. Therefore, I still wait for my first starlit sky, for Sundsvall had none since April. Second, I plan to go back at the 2nd of August.

If you are interested what happened the last two weeks since I closed the Erasmus-Blog check my Picasa webalbum for two galleries: one of a tour with Pontus and one of Midsommar in Svedje. If you have facebook you can also check pictures from Nadja's BBQ.
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