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As it was again Friday and my Mister came to Sweden to visit me (!), then we couldn't just stay home. Everything started with our usual family dinner, this time with piles of pancakes. 

We had the plan to visit Debaser, but it seems like all roads in Stockholm lead to Marie Laveau. I doubt if I will ever see other places in this town. Nevertheless it was a good night.

When your stomach is filled with delicious food, it's hard not to be happy:

Icelandic girl Anna talked about specialties in her homeland. Italian and Austrian guys were a bit surprised by Viking tradition:

Almost suspicious look:

You know that you are at M.L. when your hair starts to move its own.

I can just say that everything was OK;

He is seldom around, but when he is, I feel like ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-juh-hu-huiiiiiiiii:

When-people-see-me-dancing face:

"Aaaaaaa...", and lady in he backround is doing "Ffffffff...."

Me and Chloe like to be on a picture together:

Like a drunken lady did these braids:

Quentin is not that impressed:

Georg felt sleepy:

Luciano was definitely not sleepy:

Animals escaped from the zoo:

We were feeling the beat:

"You want to go home, are you crazy?":

I'm his burden, but I won't let go:

Let's sit down and enjoy this beer:

Also Ott came to dance with us:

You can just tell, who is from Eastern Europe:

Natural smiles:

Family dinner

 Everybody has to eat, ever poor students. Here's a collection of our family dinners that occur everyday at 7pm.

Different days with different people, although some days are more special - one day we had Ott, other day we had a boy visiting from Poland, but mainly the crew remains the same:

 

And there am I with my annoying habit to take pictures:

Eastern Europe gang is trying to frighten people with their appearance:

We often disregard the fact that actually we don't have that much money:

And there's Sven with his bright ideas...:

...and here are the others, who are faking that they get Sven's jokes:

IKEA, filmjölk, ABBA and shitloads of lovely people.

 The last post was the final one that I had to write in extremes conditions, while stealing internet. I have my own now (!), which should mean that Skype is my best friend, but actually no. I've become such good friends with people around me, especially my neighbours on the sixth floor. First I was like cocky by saying "6th floor is the coolest" and now I can really say - it's the truth. We have an open-door-policy, we don't sit behind lock doors and we have family dinners every day 7pm. Others know that if they are bored, they should probably check the 6th floor and what's happening there. 

It's all good with friends and the apartment, but I don't have any lessons at uni in September. Weird, much? Hopefully everything works out just fine. 

 The weirdest and the most random trio. East meets west and south:

 Before preparing for the dark cold winter, the weather gave us the last days of sunshine and warmth:

We found a nice background, but didn't find any place to put camera on timer. So here you are, me with Daniele...

...and now quick switch. Me and Sven:

Typical Swedish house. Can't even tell, that we were walking around in the rich neighbourhood:

Just standing there with my ears being red or something:

Me and Sven are trying to outshine Daniele and he is just creeping there;

Sven hates everything - sun, water and happy people. Not very impressed:

But he likes me! WIN:

This duckling came to say hello and ask where are we all from:

 Hej! Erasmus student at the beach:

Beaches are hard to find in Stockholm:

He studied in Hong Kong and all he got was this towel:

Sometimes Sven is owning it:

 I'm one of the guys:

Whaaat do you want?

My German friend without legs:

My new wallpaper pictures, this makes me happy:

And they made it:

At Lidingö we have Lidingöbana (others can't pronounce it and the say Bluebanana). It's like tram/train from the '50s. We are loving it, because it's clean and it's cute:

See you all soon.

Lidingö people out

Living without internet is hard, but everything else is quite easy. Actually I've done quite a bit without taking any pictures, because there are new people around me, who are not used to me putting camera in their faces. Yesterday we went out and headed to Marie Laveau. I have proof, take a look.

Monika from Poland is in love already:

 Italiano Daniele - not running around with spaghetti and doesn't like me taking pictures:

Germans are a lot happier - you can't even imagine how many Germans there are here. Zuuuupah!:

When Lidingö people are together, then there's a lot of emotions:

...och jag ska plugga på svenska. Chill:

Believe me, we have had nice weather, but I don't know what happened now. Too wet:

Marie Laveau - open for business:

Lovely pet:

Georgia, Germany, Denmark:

We, Eastern Europeans are not used to with expensive alcohol. Monika Is feeling the taste of money:

It was all about networking:

Still networking:

Life cheat-code nr.39 - use a condom (redditors understand):

Göööörls:

"These boots are made for walking":

We were loving it:

Work!:

I think they liked it too:

Marie:

Lasers we trust:

The one and only drink I had. Got it for free, couldn't say no:

Wake me up before we go-go.