The only time I really don’t think about what I look like, is when it’s ass-freezing cold outside and I’ve to bike in this Arctic-ish condition. I don’t give a rat’s ass if I look like the Michelin figure. All I want is my punani to not freeze on to my bike.
My friend and I took a trip to Ulva Kvarn outside Uppsala. We didn’t predict it would be such a windy day and we ended up in the car having a laugh attack while eating raisins and drinking lemonade. It was a good day.
My parents and I took a trip to Sigtuna, a small city a couple of miles outside Uppsala. The lake was thick enough to walk on. There are even courses you can take to learn what to do if the ice breaks and you fall into the lake. I, however, prefer to spend my free time safe on the ground, like any normal person would do.
I do like living in Sweden even though I sometimes wish I would live in Germany. I specially like that we have four evident seasons. I mean, our summer is warm, the fall has colorful trees, winter is cold with lots of snow and spring is fairly mild.
However, last year was a bit weird. We had like seven months of winter, one week of spring that quickly turned into three months of summer.
Today though, January 19th is a beautiful day. It kinda feels like a cold spring day. It’s sunshine and lots of snow has melted. I guess we Swedes have learned to appreciate sun a lot more than other nationalities, because sun is not a thing you see every day during the winter. So when we finally get some sunshine you can’t help yourself from smiling.
If you ever get to be some time in Sweden, you’ll probably notice after a while that we Swedes talk lots about weather. A lot. And that’s because the influence from the weather here is so huge. We don’t take it for granted. Especially not sunshine.
It’s a Class One Warning-weather as we say here in Sweden. That’s the first level, which isn’t so bad (it’s bad if it’s level 3), it’s just shitload of snow outside and if you do go outside, you’ll soon look like a snowman. I really need to go buy myself some food too. Can’t say I’m that excited. I’m mean, just look at that shitload of snow! Who wants to go outside now (expect for exchange students, they like to make snow angels)?
Call me crazy but minus 20 degrees Celsius (-4 F) wasn’t so bad, at least not in the sun. My mom’s car won’t start though.
when you have to take 10-15 minutes every day during the winter to shovel out your car.
You see, in my neighborhood the snowplows looove to shovel the snow so that they make these tiny Kebnekaise (Sweden’s highest mountain) along the side of the cars standing along the streets, which means you won’t get out your freakin’ car unless you take out your shovel and start to shovel!
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