never give up

When you get in to work after walking 40 minutes in pouring rain with half of an umbrella, and the first thing you see in your mailbox is this,

the world doesn't seem so gray anymore, knowing you've finally won over the Revenue Office. Hello MacBook, you're mine!

midsummer

Oh, a weekend update on a Wednesday, how unusual. Well, here it goes. (Pics stolen from Ruth, you'll soon know why.)

As it was midsummer on Friday Josef, Ruth and I decided to celebrate it as much as we could. All according to tradition, I stole a Swedish flag from work and some flowers from the church next to me. I don't believe anyway so if hell exists I guess a few flowers won't do much difference. 

Then I bought salmon, eggs, potatoes, vodka and other necessary stuff and managed to get a pretty traditional midsummer dinner together. Even found some old sill (pickled herring) in the fridge that I used for a "gubbröra", omnomnom.

Even the Portugese loved it!

Even though I spent half afternoon making flower crowns out of paper Ruth went for a more Irish midsummer style.

After dinner, some nubbe (vodka shots) and singing we headed to Lost Society. After what felt like half and hour it was time to leave and we decided to go home, get some more drinks and go to a big after party. Then it went downhill. Someone had stolen my jacket at the club and when the taxi stopped outside my house I realized my key was gone as well. The annoying thing was that I had asked for my spare key back from Ruth the same evening and that's the one I lost. If not Ruth could have let us all in. Also, my feet were killing me (never high heels again. Maybe.) and the SD-card was not in my camera. After going through the whole cab I found my SD card but all my pictures before we went out were gone, weird! As I didn't have my key we couldn't get the drinks and all my money was in the apartment so couldn't come to the after party anyway. So I went home with Ruth and slept on her couch (thanks!) until I could call my land lord the next day.

Saturday and Sunday was pretty much spent on the couch, boring but nice. Went to see Abraham Lincoln - Vampire Hunter on Sunday with Josef and Olle, wasn't really worth getting off the couch to see.

This week I have my first ever CouchSurfer at my place, a nice Estonian girl called Liisi. She doesn't like sport much but WoolShed is a part of my Guided Dublin Tour so football it is. Go Portugal! 

paris, je t'aime

I'm not gonna go into detail of everything we did in Paris but it included a lot of walking, croissants, espressos, red wine, the Eiffel Tower, Montmarte, football, picnic at the Seine, baguettes, the Louvre and a whole bag of cherries.

View from our hotel room.

Seine at night.

French baguette with butter and jam, yum!

The Louvre.

Coffee and croissant at the Louvre.

No explanation needed.

Proud Swedish supporter! I bet with an Englishman at the bar that if Sweden won I'd buy drinks for the rest of the night and vice versa. So the loss wasn't too bad after all.

Got the brilliant idea to buy a whole bag of sweet cherries for 10e on our way home. Carried it around the whole day after but never managed to finish it.

Rainy Montmarte.

Taj Mahal?

Pretty Latin Quarters.

Picnic by the Seine with sparkling for 1,2e, a huge baguette and, of course, cheese!

Aaand, that's pretty much it! Paris, je t'aime.

dicey's

2-euro Tuesday at Dicey's and win against the frenchies in the European yesterday - nuff said.

So, which one's mine again? 

Going home in time is not really my thing apparently but work wasn't too bad today, maybe I'm not that old after all. Tiredness has caught up with me now tho, so night, night!

a-a-a-awesome weekend

Started with the long-awaited Jay-Z & Kanye West concert. It was, as expected, awesome and I decided Jay-Z should just ditch Beyonce (come on, she's not that hot?) and marry me instead. Starstruck, oh yes. As my camera is as good at taking concert pictures as Sweden is at playing football I took the liberty to steal some from Ruth. You can see the rest of them here.

Saturday. The forecast was right and the sun was shining so I crawled out of bed, made a chocolate cake and tzatziki and got Fernando to pick me up on his way over to Therese's place.

Fernando the bbq master.

Marcus the bartender.

Brazilian speciality - chicken hearts. I am a bad, bad vegetarian and tasted a tiny bit of it. Tasted like pork.

Almost everyone.

Football pause in all the eating and dancing.

A boat came by.

Drinking games with the ones still going strong.

Finished the night in Workman's Club with Therese and Alex, great Saturday! Nice to do something else for a change :)

On Sunday Ruth came by with this, she's a real friend that Ruth! Fruit salad, different kind of pastry, Butlers coffee, chocolate and crisps, she knows what I want. Watched a film and when Ruth went home I met up with Monique and Kevin to watch Ireland - Croatia. Disappointment, but not even close to Sweden - Ukraine. Ah well, still got some hope, and hopefully we get to celebrate in Paris on Friday. If not, we'll drown our sorrows in cheap French wine instead. Works for me.