Moving on Up-psala
I know you wanted to stay in the loop, so here is my first letter to you.I did it. I’m here. You were right, I shouldn’t have been scared. I’ve officially been here for two weeks and already have learned so much. Did you know that people in Sweden speak Swedish AND English. It’s the number one English-speaking country besides America. I didn’t know how accurate this was right away, however.
It was like the Spongebob Squarepants episode when he tries to return to Bikini Bottom from Rock Bottom. He tries to communicate with “their” language and a lot of yelling and spitting was involved. Even though Spongebob realized the guy could speak his language all along when he hears him say “You’re welcome.” What a classic episode.
Anyway, I was at the grocery store just getting some things to cook for dinner and I approached the cashier with nervous eyes and an overwhelming feeling of adrenaline. She started to speak to me in Swedish so I panicked and just nodded my head. I swiped my card and she murmured something in Swedish but luckily it said she just needed my ID on the scanner. So I handed her my passport and hoped she didn’t need anything else from me.
As she smiled and handed me my passport and receipt, I said “Thank You,” out of force of habit. “You’re welcome!” she said. I thought of Spongebob right away and now knew how he felt. I smiled, grabbed my groceries and walked outside.
I’ve never physically been in such a beautiful place before. I know that says a lot, but I mean it. The air is fresh (but brisk). The sky’s are usually cloudy and somewhat misty, but that’s just Europe during this time of year. The best days are when the sun actually does make an appearance and the entire town shines. I can see the sunrise from my apartment window, breaking through from the trees and behind the visible green and yellow buildings, almost blinding me on my couch. That’s when I know I need to be outside for sure today.
The streets are filled with people, bikes, buses and shops. It is the cleanest town I’ve been in. Everyone recycles, refuses to liter, conserves energy, etc. Even the toilets have little water to fill them! This place puts NYC to shame, with regard to its cleanliness. And everyone, I mean EVERYONE is elegant and trendy. The women are blonde and beautiful and the men are classy and wear designer shoes, literally all of them. It’s nice to be apart of such a fashionable atmosphere where I can admire, see what “the look” is and most importantly, shop.
It’s only been two and a ½ weeks but so far, Uppsala has treated me well. I look forward to everydays’ adventures whatever they may be. I’m not afraid to walk around, talk to others and walk into foreign bars and restaurants. But why should I be? it’s all apart of the experience right. Anything goes. And as of right now, I must go myself. I hear the local coffee shop and pastries calling my name. Talk to you soon.