Hello everyone, I thought I would start this blog so that I could keep you all informed on what I'm doing in the coming year and share some photos of Karlskrona and anywhere else that I get to go in Sweden or the rest of this region.
Today is Sunday and most of the businesses and all of the rental offices are closed, so it is a good time to rest up a bit and reflect on what has happened in the last few days. Tomorrow I will begin a frantic search for housing, since the camping cabin where I am temporarily staying is only rented until next Friday. That gives me 5 days to find a place during the busiest time of the year, just when all of the students are arriving. I'm going to try and make as many new friends as I can this week, in the hopes that, should I fail in my search, some kind soul will let me sleep on their floor for a while.
I arrived here on Friday afternoon, after taking the train from Copenhagen along with Matt Lobach and Spud Marshall, two fellow Americans who flew in a few hours after I did. The trains are very efficient here, so much so that you really have to jump to get aboard one as it seems they only stop for about 45 seconds at a time. This is not easy when you are carrying / dragging 150 lbs of luggage.
Another peculiarity of the trains is that they sometimes split into two pieces, each of which goes off in a seperate direction. We found this out just in time to get on the part that was going to Karlskrona, which was fortunate since otherwise we would have ended up miles away in some other town.
It is interesting that after all of the work we did to get our official Swedish student Visa, so far no one has actually looked at or asked for our passports since we have been inside Sweden. At least when coming in on the train, there seemed to be no border formalities at all between Denmark and Sweden.
When I arrived here I took a taxi from the train station to the little cabin I am renting at Dragso. I was exhausted by the time I got here, and though I tried to stay awake to
fight off jet lag, I ended up going to sleep by about 6 pm. I did prepare my first meal in Sweden first... pasta pesto with tomatoes that I bought from the little camp store. It was neat to find the ingredients for this since it was also the first meal that Jessica and I cooked when we moved to California in 1993... a similar foray into a strange land.
The
little cabin I am staying in is small and just one room, but has a fridge, sink and stove so I can prepare meals here. I have been reading a lot about the tiny house movement lately and staying here I feel like I get to experience what it is like to live in one. There are showers and bathrooms in a seperate building nearby. Everything here is extremely neat and tidy... and also expensive. The showers are coin operated and for 5 Kroner (about 75 cents) you get exactly 3 minutes of high pressure, steaming hot water. If you haven't finished by then, you have to deposit another 5 crowns.
Today is Sunday and most of the businesses and all of the rental offices are closed, so it is a good time to rest up a bit and reflect on what has happened in the last few days. Tomorrow I will begin a frantic search for housing, since the camping cabin where I am temporarily staying is only rented until next Friday. That gives me 5 days to find a place during the busiest time of the year, just when all of the students are arriving. I'm going to try and make as many new friends as I can this week, in the hopes that, should I fail in my search, some kind soul will let me sleep on their floor for a while.
I arrived here on Friday afternoon, after taking the train from Copenhagen along with Matt Lobach and Spud Marshall, two fellow Americans who flew in a few hours after I did. The trains are very efficient here, so much so that you really have to jump to get aboard one as it seems they only stop for about 45 seconds at a time. This is not easy when you are carrying / dragging 150 lbs of luggage.
Another peculiarity of the trains is that they sometimes split into two pieces, each of which goes off in a seperate direction. We found this out just in time to get on the part that was going to Karlskrona, which was fortunate since otherwise we would have ended up miles away in some other town.
It is interesting that after all of the work we did to get our official Swedish student Visa, so far no one has actually looked at or asked for our passports since we have been inside Sweden. At least when coming in on the train, there seemed to be no border formalities at all between Denmark and Sweden.
When I arrived here I took a taxi from the train station to the little cabin I am renting at Dragso. I was exhausted by the time I got here, and though I tried to stay awake to
fight off jet lag, I ended up going to sleep by about 6 pm. I did prepare my first meal in Sweden first... pasta pesto with tomatoes that I bought from the little camp store. It was neat to find the ingredients for this since it was also the first meal that Jessica and I cooked when we moved to California in 1993... a similar foray into a strange land.The
little cabin I am staying in is small and just one room, but has a fridge, sink and stove so I can prepare meals here. I have been reading a lot about the tiny house movement lately and staying here I feel like I get to experience what it is like to live in one. There are showers and bathrooms in a seperate building nearby. Everything here is extremely neat and tidy... and also expensive. The showers are coin operated and for 5 Kroner (about 75 cents) you get exactly 3 minutes of high pressure, steaming hot water. If you haven't finished by then, you have to deposit another 5 crowns.
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