Scandic Uppsala North
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Fitness/Health center
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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Merry Christmas Eve!!! Ho ho ho! Or GOD JUL, as they say in Sweden!
Swedish people celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve. They get Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, AND the day after Christmas Day off.
I woke up and was lounging around when Christoffer told me his sister texted saying to be at her place around 1pm. We made candied yam (sweet potato casserole) with marshmallows on top and a vanilla roll cake. We infused saffron into the cake batter, and it ...
... and had a beautiful ceiling and doorways. They featured a brand that was very Ralph Lauren-esque (e.g. preppy and old money) called Lexington. I had never heard of it, but it made me think of home and the South! Then we walked through the city and passed a stream that cuts through the city. With stone walls on either side, small cobblestone bridges, trees bending over, and bikes leaning against the railings, it reminded me of Amsterdam. Uppsala ...
Drove to Uppsala, ancient university city "drenched in history", now home to Sweden's first female archbishop. Met up with Bee, who had been an AFS exchange student in Brisbane in 2001, same time as our Finnish student, Johanna. We had last met Bee in Brisbane in about 2004. Bee took us to an outdoor lunch venue - traditional setting where the men having a ...
... give you an idea of the evening light. We went out for dinner night before last to Chris and Marlins place. Chris is a brewer so Travis is in his element around Chris. Lovely couple so it was nice for Mark to meet some of the kids friends. We were invited over last time but I was sick so we didn't end up going. Mark was a bit of a disappointment to Chis as he doesn't drink beer that often. Owen is a real delight and such a good little fellow. He helps me hang out the ...
... the food interrupted that.
Flight to Stockholm Arlanda (which isn't inside or even really close to Stockholm) was uneventful. While waiting for the bathroom, I had my first opportunity to speak a foreign language: French. My first time not speaking English, and it wasn't even to pretend like I learned some Swedish. I then waited for my luggage, cursed the 'free wifi' (they would text me the password), and got sad for the first time. I was so excited to be in Sweden, but ...