Today I met my friend Eva for a walk and fika, she's the only Swede I know here except for Johan. Speaking our native language is well needed in a world of mixing Swedish, English and German all the time. My brain sometimes sends out very strange sentences through my mouth.
I had rhubarb/strawberry pie together with my cappuccino.
Someone was in New York this week, do I need to say I felt slightly envious? ;)