The last day in Sweden went pretty well. After the morning I was finished with everything I had to fix. I brought back all my books to the library, picked up my copies of my diploma thesis, picked up the last stuff from my office, said good bye to Aron, changed my address at the Skatteverket, canceled my bank account and was back at Nacksta before 2pm.
At 7pm I've been at Norrmalms and helped Marlies and Annemiek baking appelflappen. But I was rather useless than an effective support. Especially at half past 7 when my last Friends episode in Sweden started. The last for me. Since 8 I was sitting in the basement waiting for people. I do not know exactly when, but I think the first arrived at 9. And it was really nice. And I got the nicest present I could imagine. Well, I could not imagine it before! It is a memory game with pictures of all student from last semester. No picture is twice, so the game is about finding two different pictures of the same person. 
It even has a box titled "My first Swedish memory". A present I have never expected. And it is so original. I love it. And I forgot it in Norrmalms!!! My bag was behind the bar and when the lights went off I was so busy to say good bye to everybody that I forgot my bag in the basement. And after 12am you cannot enter it anymore. Damn... I am still mad, because I forgot it. We took a cab back to Nacksta and did a small afterparty, but we ended it soon, because I was very very tired. I slept my last night on the couch.
The next morning was weird. My head was busy with all things I have to do and what I could forget. We drove to Norrmalms, but the basement was still not opened, so I had to leave my beloved present there. Sitting in the train was a weird feeling. Don't know how to describe it. You slowly realize that you really lived there. Everything seems like a small holiday, but in fact it has been one and a half years. You start to remember that there have been much more than just the last semester. I started with the language course in Härnösand and then came 3 semesters in Sundsvall. A lot of things happened, but still the first time I did when I arrived home was leaving again to Aachen. I was only three hours at my parents place and left again by train to Aachen to sleep at a friends place.
This morning I drove with my friend to Aachen were he dropped me at the university. There I waited two hours until the office opened where I handed in my thesis. While waiting I did what I did the last 24 hours: counting the time backwards. "Yesterday at that time...". When I handed in my thesis I visited my professor. He tried to make me confident for the final presentation. I should no be afraid for standing in front. Well, I do not think I will, I had enough "presentations" last semester in Sundsvall. The presentation I believe to get through somehow. But after that follows a nice talk about computer science in general. Man... I did not seriously deal with it since one and a half years. It is no problem to get back into the topics, but answering general questions out of nothing... guess I will check some computer-science summeries just to get the important words again. But I was never good in just talking generally. Solving problems ok, but just talking about methods... I never liked it. When I talked with my friend about what jobs they offer in his company I was excited and thought, maybe I studied the right thing. But when I heard about talking about general topics, I thought, maybe it wasn't. But maybe it won't be that bad at all.
Being bad is not bad, too. I do not know exactly why, but I feel pretty well here. There is so much to do and everything is interesting. Maybe, because I prepared so long for coming home in my mind. But most likely, because it is not Sundsvall that is important. The city itself is not that exciting. The people make you want to stay. But they will be or are already spread over the whole world. And we still keep in touch - and we will stay. Over the time the world has become much smaller. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. I won't stay here for long and the most exciting is that I do not know where I will be in two weeks. And for later there are plans for Den Haag, Valencia, Brescia, Amsterdam, Copenhagen and, of course, good old Sundsvall. Maybe we will meet again there at Midsommar. Hard to catch in words, but until then: Thanks for a great time! It is the most amazing I have ever experienced.
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