Week 3

For much of this week, not much happened. Lectures started on Monday 28th August, and they basically involve me being in 9-12, 4 days a week. This week it’s been mainly stuff I know, but it does seem to be moving quite fast, so hopefully it’ll become interesting soon.

In other news, they have Midsomer Murders in Sweden! Of all the murder series…It amused me greatly to watch this in the common room with a number of foreigners, as they now believe that England is exactly like this show. Awesome!

On Wednesday 30th I went to Pluto for the first time. Yes, I know that sounds funny, but actually it’s a nightclub particularly popular with international students. This is kind of a good thing, as I knew people there, and it’s a nice place (with dragons!) and the music wasn’t too bad, but as I’m primarily here to speak Swedish, and I’m not getting much exposure to real Swedes in class or in my accommodation, I was kind of disappointed, as going out is one of my few outlets for real Swedish contact. All the same, I had a reasonable night, and it was good to get out after my last day of lectures for the week.

From Sweden 1

Thursday 31st was the day I went swimming twice! Upon returning from my usual spell in the pool, Mikel asked if I wanted to go down to the (tiny) beach at the lake and go swimming…so we picked up our Estonian chum Ingrid and did just that. We also met some of the Germans there, completely by accident. Ah, what japes! The water hadn’t got any warmer, either. But the whole experience was so good that I went back the day after with Jane, Zubin, Danielle and Erik, and even had a Lion bar ice-cream, which was spiffing and crunchy. No sign of fish and chips though, much to our disdain.

From Västerås sights

This day was however marred by the fact that around teatime, some chaps came and drilled the doors of our common room shut. Apparently were not allowed in it because some furniture was broken LAST YEAR, when 95% of the people here now weren’t here. So that’s crappy, but complaints are being made and we shall see. Friday night we went out with the English speakers and my fadders, Sophia and Tina, eventually to Pitchers, a semi-english pub, after not being let in myriad other places due to them springing the 23 thing on us.

Saturday 2nd September saw the Student Olympics hit town. Nowhere near as professional as it may sound, this in fact involved evens such as mock sumo wrestling and trying to knock each other off a bench using heavy things. The International team looked to be doing quite well most of the day, but were apparently disqualified from the grand finale (by which time I’d had my fill and gone home), which involved racing down the river on air mattresses. Ah well!

From Student Olympics