No no I do not want to leave the flat

Well, the whole day has been cold and snowing. I went at 9 am to Friskis och svettis for a work out. Seriously I have to get into shape again.
Also, in 40 minutes I have to leave my warm apartment for work, 5-10 pm, my very first evening shift. I am scared we will get a lot of phone calls due to the weather. Let see. Due to my first day with the evening shift my nerves are killing me and I have had problem to control my food intake… Sight… I have had many cups of tea, carrots, a sandwich, egg, avocado, and a bean mixed, in 3 hours… I guess you know what I am talking about, it is easy to eat little bit too much of the food when the nerves are more of down hill skiing.
Thank God I have exercise and going to take a walk to the office.
Please provide some spring soon

What to do


Well, I feel pretty good today.
Yesterday I cooked food for 3 hours, there for I have got food boxes for 1 week. The dishes were made of meat from the north. The best meat ever, from Klövsjö.
However, today I have no clue what else to do after my BBA. I have no clue. I feel right now very lost. I have a year to go and need to prepare for the tests.
India, Canada or Sweden or should I go to any other country?

A Long Day


So, yesterday was my first day at the new work. I mange to take the easier phone calls but when the customer requested more, I needed to ask my co-workers.
After the job I traveled from the north to the south of Stockholm to meet up a friend.

Study and study


While I was in India I took a walk with my friend in the evening and took photos. At one of the houses had this lamp outside the house and of course I tried to take a photo outside from the street. Then man who own the house saw my failure and asked me if I wanted to go inside the garden and take photos. In that sort of way, Indians are very open.

Now, I am back to reality and have to study much more then India.

Dinner with the family

Finally I met some people.
The whole day had passed by before I met any people, who I actually could speak openly with. They were my dad and brother. We met up at K25 for dinner and I gave my Christmas gift to my brother.
Well, my brother and I have totally opposite opinions about India. I can promise, if I ever going to live in India my brother would never visit me. Never. He has visit me once and never again. Due to the heat, pollution, sickness and the social contrasts between the poor and rich man.
However, my gift consisted of maggie noodles, Green chilli souse and sweet lime pickle (he liked the souse and pickle much more then noodles).

At K25, we ordered from Yoi. My dish name was taste like chicken soup, and instead of chicken I ordered with tofu. In my case I have not tried tofu that often before, but I have started to prefer tofu and I think it is becoming a favorite. The dish taste like chicken, cost 95 kr and was just perfect amount of food for a starving me.

Coconut milk, tofu or chicken, coriander, tomatoes, carrots and with a side bowel of rice.

The 24th of December was amazing

Well, not only was I in India and traveled from Mumbai to Pune without any problems.
This Christmas was maybe one of the best Christmas for many years. Some of the reasons are, I did not have any Christmas anguish, was in warm weather, met my best friend. My friend picked me up with her car and we finally met after 8 months. She is my angel.
Our first plan was to go out, but her family wanted us to be back home at 10 pm, which is understandable. There for our plan changed and we traveld to KP for one of the best places for street food. My feeling was, forget the Christmastime ham, herrings, meatballs. This is the perfect Christmas eve food and environment. Standing on the sidewalk with all the traffic around. Just enjoying the evening with the best friend with shared love for street food.

tea and tea


Many of the tea sorts have I not tried. There for I am excited to try the new and old sorts. For example Wagh Bakri and Mesna jasmine tea are old favorites. While Organic India Tulsi green tea has good grates from the food magazine.
Also, I bought more tea but they are gifts to my family.

unpacking and want to sleep

Finally my bag is soon empty and all the gifts are lying on the floor. The things are lying in different piles for me, my parents, brother and grandparents. While the suitcase getting more empty, my computer are playing Kung fu panda.
I had totally forgot how good the movie is.

I want to go to bad, but right now the time is only 8 pm.

The journey from Pune to Mumbai

For the first time I did not cry while saying good bye to my friends, family and India.
Instead, I had a wired feelings of I am so coming back and there for no reason to cry. However, when I am back in India is a good question.

The journey back started in a less good way. The taxi company KK travels was full booked. KK travels is a good effective transportation agency between Mumbai and Pune. With good drivers and passengers, the cost is 950 rupees (share cab with other people) and the journey is 4-6 h depending on the traffic and if you are the first or last person to be dropped.
In my case, I was surprised how easy it was so find KK travels at the airport and to find my name in the list. Also, they drop you at your address. Very good.
Instead of KK travels my friend tried to find other company but it was impossible to find share cab. So it ended up we booked a cab to Pune railway station and from there find cool cab. Cool cab is prepay travel agency. The best part is, the customer pay in advance and there for does not need to think about meters and if the driver take a long way and traffic jams.
But, as we found out, cool cab does not have share cab and a cab with AC would have cost me 2300 rupees. As my friend was going to pay, we met two men who were going to Mumbai international airport. So it ended up we three people booked a cab and shared the cost. I do not think the drivers liked us, but who cares?
The whole journey went smoothly, without any problems. Beside the traffic jams in Mumbai, pure pain. I think only Mumbai journey took 2 hours. At the airport one of the men allowed me to call my friend to inform all went well and 15 hours flight was waiting for me.

cool cab, is not that cool…