It’s been just over two months since I moved to Uppsala, and it continues to be my favorite place to have lived in Sweden so far. The last month has been quieter than the first, with not as many university events to drop in on over the holidays. But now things are starting back up, and I’m having to pick between attending two lectures that are on at the same time next week:

We had our fourth short story fika yesterday. This time, the theme was ‘duty’ and the stories featured were:

• The Sniper by Liam O’Flaherty
• The Lottery by Shirley Jackson
• The Veldt by Ray Bradbury

It was just three of us this time, and we had a great chat about the duties and sacrifices of war, the questioning (or lack thereof) of outdated traditions, and the costs of our increasing reliance on automation in daily life.

We had our fourth short story fika yesterday. This time, the theme was ‘duty’ and the stories featured were:

• The Sniper by Liam O’Flaherty
• The Lottery by Shirley Jackson
• The Veldt by Ray Bradbury

It was just three of us this time, and we had a great chat about the duties and sacrifices of war, the questioning (or lack thereof) of outdated traditions, and the costs of our increasing reliance on automation in daily life.

Idag visade en vän mig Hågadalen. Det är så härligt att ha så vacker natur på promenadavstånd från mitt hem. Vi vandrade dit från hans lägenhet efter att ha druckit lite alkoholfri glögg. Jag tog med fika, och han hade med sig utsökta lunchsmörgåsar.

Idag visade en vän mig Hågadalen. Det är så härligt att ha så vacker natur på promenadavstånd från mitt hem. Vi vandrade dit från hans lägenhet efter att ha druckit lite alkoholfri glögg. Jag tog med fika, och han hade med sig utsökta lunchsmörgåsar.