Åkersberga

Went to Åkersberga today, to visit the local pre-school of a Swedish girl from my class, C. I don't really know the reason, but half the class went there, and the other half went to a different pre-school. Of the people who went to Åkersberga, everyone wanted to be a noob and go home as soon as they saw the pre-school, whereas I wanted to have lunch in this quiet little town. In the end, A, the German girl, had lunch with me and C. Apparently this place is nicknamed 'The Bronx of Stockholm', because it's so ghetto; C was telling me that the little jewellery shop in the shopping centre was the stage for an armed robbery, where a guy got shot in the leg, not that long ago. After we had lunch, C borrowed her mum's car and drove us round Åkersberga, and showed us these absolutely gorgeous lakes; it's the sort of place I'd go to to have a picnic if it wasn't both freezing cold, and an hour and a half just to get to the train station (and then however long in the car :s). Here are some pictures: