Wednesday, March 28, 2007

First Day

So, had my first lecture today. Well, it wasn't really a lecture, it was a seminar; I'm the only boy in my class of 11, and the only English person. 2 Chinese, 2 Swedish, 2 German, 1 Sri Lankan, 1 Zimbabwean, 1 Austrian, 1 Lithuanian, and the lecturer is Swedish... and they all speak English. I think that's why I'm finding it so easy to settle in here - everyone speaks my language. There's a large TV in our kitchen (our kitchen is SO dirty - the hobs are caked with old burnt food, and just everything is horrible. Allie, you would be mortified), and yesterday I saw 3 episodes of the Simpsons that I'd never seen before. They were in English, but with Swedish subtitles, which seems like an alright way to learn the language.

I was late to the lecture, because my alarm clock reset itself during the night, and then I got the tube in the wrong direction. Which was really quite silly of me. The tube system here is like London's, but better in a few ways - cleaner, wider platforms, less claustrophobic. There are a few sculptures and stuff about, so I'll try to take some pictures of them. Also, the ceiling and walls inside the tube stations are like the inside of a cave, which is really cool. Also, at one point there's a sloped escalator. I'm not really sure what it's called; it's like the flat horizontal ones you get at airports, but it's on a gentle slope. Like a less taxing version of the Travelator from Gladiators; partly less taxing, because you're meant to go in the same direction as it. But I decided to be wacky and different, and walk on the wrong one. No one found it funny.

Oh yeah, and also, getting the wrong tube in this city is a pretty dumb thing to do. Because in London there are like 12 different lines or something. Here, there are 3 - red, green and blue.
I got confused, thinking it was all entirely colour-coded, but in actual fact the outside of all the trains are blue. At Thorildsplan station, where I get off to go to Uni, there's a shop called 'pizza från 35k'. Which in English would be 'pizza from £2.50'. Pretty catchy name, imo.

Can't remember what else I was gonna say. I'm gonna need to start making notes again. And I also need to start learning food names, so that I can buy things. I need to find a good blackcurrant squash, or at least get addicted to something different. Because I got a fruit squash which tastes DISGUSTING. And I feel that I need to finish it off before buying something new. Maybe I ought to try herbal teas.
Ooh, something else - they only have tiny bread here. No, I didn't just buy small bread - they have little toasters as well. It's such strangely small bread; and they measure their bacon by weight, rather than having a set number of rashers in each pack. And they don't have goat's milk. Under Hanna, my contact student's advice, I bought milk for people with lactose intolerance. Haven't tried it yet - didn't have time for breakfast this morning, because of getting up an hour later than I meant to. Haven't seen any cheesecake yet, either, but Hanna assures me it exists. She also told me that whiskey is pronounced 'viskeh', and that they don't sell drinks like that in normal supermarkets, you have to go to special government shops or something.

Anyway, that's everything I can think of to say at the moment. I guess I can post later if I think of anything.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

HEY TIM!
Sounds exciting out there.. im really intrigued about the tiny bread and the caved up tubes!!
Live it up! xx