I’ve just landed in Sweden and I’ll be here for one whole month. So goodbye to the sunny Australian summer and hello Swedish winter! Please bring on some snow.

At least I arrived in Sweden like a true Aussie. It’s needless to say that I didn’t bring any proper winter clothes with me to Australia, nor did I ever feel the need to buy any, so I just wore what I had. Plus, my parents would pick us up from the airport so I didn’t really care about the weather. It’s about a 90 second walk from the airport to the car and another 15 seconds from the car to their house. It didn’t really matter what I wore for those 105 seconds, so I just wore what I always wore in Australia. Yes, that’s right! I arrived to +5°C in flip-flops and shorts.. While everyone else quickly puts on their winter clothes.

People in Sweden are normally pretty quiet and tend to mind their own business (it’s rude to interfere with other people’s lives), but I have never gotten so many concerned and well-meaning comments before.  It turns out that wearing flip-flops in the middle of Winter really brings out the best of Swedes!

My first few days in Sweden were a little weird. It was like my brain were struggling to process that I were back in Sweden and it didn’t really know what to feel or think about it. Hence, my brain just froze and I didn’t feel much about it at all. It’s been almost 1.5 years since we boarded the same flight, but in the opposite direction. It’s so much, but yet so little that have changed while we were away. I’m going to write a longer post about everything later, but I need some time to mentally land first.