Hellos and Goodbyes

Well, the problem of not posting in a long time is knowing how to do it again: where to start?
Since i chose the title before i started the text, i'm not going to begin the narrative long before the trip to london took place. I will start in Duygu's birthday party.
Dear Duygu was born on the 11th of june, which means that her birthday was on sunday. Since the weather in recent days was sunny and hot, she decided to celebrate this special day with a barbecue, on the roof of her building.
It was a delicious evening. Few people came, compared to the usual Lappis birthday celebration tradition, but the people that matter the most were present. It gave us the perfect opportunity to socialize, and we did it with the most glorious view of the forrest and the city. I had no idea that it was possible to see the Tre Kronor (city hall) from Forskarbacken!
After dinner we went to the beach, where they made a fire. Marcelo and Derek were there too. There is no night now, so there was always a tender light shinning on the surface of the lake, which was completly still, except when a family of ducks decides to go out for a swim in the dawn.
Özge, Pemra, Nilay, Irene and I gave Duygu her birthday present, and i signed her swedish flag.
Marcelo and Derek came back to my place, for some pizza-breakfast. We found Maika and Alex sitting in the common-room, completly quiet. They were waiting for the right time to leave the house to catch the train to Malmö. We said goodbye, then i went downstrairs to pick up my laundry. It was weird...
The next day Morgane, Irene and I had lunch together, after cleaning the mess from the corridor party on saturday. Duygu, Pemra and Özge came after, to help me pack for my british adventure. They left their flags for me to sign and went to gamla stran, to shop for souveneirs to take home. After, everybody came to T-Centralen to see me off: Momo, Irene, Julien, Tach and the turkish girls. I must admit i cried like a baby. It was really a 'love actually' scene! All the people in the station were looking (it was great! hehe :P ).

On the bus I met a really nice girl from Libano, who grew up in France, and was now living in London. I set next to her on the bus, and we started talking right away. When we got to Skavsta I met a portuguese guy, who lived in Stockholm for a month, and was going back to Porto. We sat together on the plane, and talked all the time. It was really cool! Finally somebody who knows the quotes from O Gato Fedorento!
After the plane, i got the bus from Stansted to Golders Green Sattiom, in London. Guess who was on that bus? The Libanese girl! hu-rra (read it the leila way)!
I got out of the bus after 40 minuts, and waited for Roya and Arjang in the bus station.

That was the end of the strange days in Stockholm, and the beginning of my adventures in London!

Read all about it on my next post!


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