Sixteen days ago I got up very very early and my father drove me and Johan to the airport. We went from Luleå to Stockholm, from Stockholm to Copenhagen and from Copenhagen to Berlin. It took 10 hours and we were both so excited and also a bit frightened because we weren't sure that the apartment was really ours - the landlord hadn't received our contract yet. It was a strange feeling to pack together our home in Gothenburg before Christmas and then be away for 2 weeks and go to Berlin straight from my parents.
Oh Sweden, I wonder when we will see eachother again. I've always wanted to know what I would miss if I left Sweden. Now I will know :) I already know one thing and it wasn't unexpected: the selection of candy.