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My Move to Sweden in Detail

As blogged by Marie the story is probably more interesting than my short posts about the move.

Formally Inducted

Last night I was made a Swede at a formal ceremony - well, a sushi dinner - at Marie’s friend Lisa’s place. Of course there was a load of people present although I think the sushi was the main draw and not me. Or maybe it was the constantly appearing cocktails in various bright colours […]

Some Things I’ve Done in Sweden Since Arriving

Listened to a Bellman recital Driven a Bon Jovi special edition Volkswagen Golf (I’m fine now, thank you). Drunk quite a lot (two parties already, I’m fine now, thank you). Seen, and heard, The World’s Loudest Child (she was charming and I think I have tinnitus). Eaten Falukorv (similar to Icelandic kjötbúðingur and good to eat but stay away […]

A Grueling and Fun Couple of Days

It’s just about 59 hours since I stepped out of my old flat for the last time. Since then me and Marie have flown from Iceland to Sweden, spent a fabulous night with friends of Marie’s in their cottage outside Stockholm and gone to a double birthday party in a village outside Falun in Dalarna. […]

The Big Change

In three weeks I’ll be boarding a plane headed for Sweden. I’ve never lived outside of Iceland but if anything I’m surprised at how faint my sense of disbelief is. It’s there alright but there are other, stronger feelings. I have plenty of things to worry about, especially employment, but curiosity far outweighs worry. I’ve […]