Back in Sweden
Yep. This is my room.
So I am back in Sweden and I didn’t miss any plane this time!
It is not such a great shock to be back as I thought. Except for that the weather! After having defended Swedish weather as typically un-cold in all seasons except winter I must resign. Air is fresh and autumn colours are as taken from a fantasy. But it is cold!
And as the beautiful henna tattoo on my right hand which M applied the day before I was leaving slowly is fading away, the whole India experience starts to feel like a dream, and since no one here around me experienced what I did I can only recall it from my memory to be sure that it ever happened… yaiks! Displacement is weird, especially since I felt so attached to Chennai and India and every friend and every street and every train station and every city wall painting that I had got to know during almost three months. Therefore, I will continue to upload pics to convince myself that all actually happened, and that it was wonderful!
Mom…. I got tattooed
(Thanks V for letting me portray your hand!)
Dinner
If you thought that this little fruit in the sambar was a sweet nice strawberry and you delightfully’d put it in you mouth
you’d soon come to know that it’s a burning hot chili haha!
My terrace
From my terrace you can see the ocean…. (look cloooosley in between the two buildings!)
…. and the shadows.
Home =:= International Institute for Population Science >//< Mumbai.
Only for foreign students, of course.
This is my room. I have a TV!
Reminder in the hallway at the university hostel.
India 