My last week

Today it's only one week until I go back to Sweden; it is such a bittersweet feeling. So I would like to post a song of a Swedish singer; Lars Winnerbäck. Not many of you guys will understand the lyrics, but at least you will get to hear some real Swedish, not just The Swedish Chef/Muppet-style. It will do you good:

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It's about returning to a place that's dear to you, a place you feel is as big part of you; a place that is like your second home. That is what Dublin has become to me, and I just can't believe I am going to leave this place, my beloved Ireland. So what I've been doing with this blog in comparing Dublin to Stockholm, which is not an easy task. Or hey, it is easy to compare, but not to come up with a conclusion. I am pretty sure I won't.

So, now it is my last seven days here. At this time next week I will be on a plain back to Stockholm and probably swift from crying hysterically and smiling like a moron... I am going to make these 168 hours here the best hours ever, wish me luck!