Honey to the G

My last visit to Göteborg was very brief, it was merely a pit-stop to get to Jönköping. But when Agnes and Linus offered a day of second hand shopping and fika (kind of swedish for a coffee date), i couldnt resist, even knowing that Anya, Perri, Jess and the French girls had a shitty time a few weeks ago while I was in Stockers.

Mykolas agreed, in his tipsy state the night before that he would join me on ths adventure, since he hasnt left Jönköping for a while. So I woke him up for an early train to G-borg C. Agnes (my vännen), met us with her usual sparky manner, with these sick-dog sunnies on, which confused me as we are in Sweden, but apparently it was gonna be a sunny day. We started by walking through a new part of town I hadnt seen before, there was this awsome walk-through mall on the street, followed by another one (the biggest in Sweden), furhter down the road. It was also nice to see trams, a little taste of Melbz.



After looking in H&M (there was seriosly about 20 of them, wtf) we headed to this little indoor market (Saluhall). There was very few stalls but the foods looked good. We had some tradish swedish lunch at an old faux pub looking thing. Panbiff och potatis was goody. Hey while its on my mind how good is my Billie Piper inspired title of this entry? So G-burgs shopping was pretty exeptional. This one store called Myrorna ("The Ants") took the cake for sure. Imagine Savers but 4 storeys and eveything is actually decent. I found a jacket, some shirts and fake Giogio Armani jumper. But when we ventured to the top floor, It was the best. There was colour coded sections and only the creme de la creme of the vintage stuff. Not to mention that there were heaps of incredibly well dressed and attractive Swedes crowded around the corner of the room where the Swedish indie/hip-hop band was playing. hahah, it was too much. The band, 'Elefant' wer pretty good actually, for a stubmle-across gig. They had brass, guitars and this blonde guy rapping about how he wants to be "her superman". Sexy.



Linus was in town to see his childhood friend Mia and she was with her boyfriend Tobias. Linus is a really funny guy, whos into Eurovision, performing arts etc. Its refreshing when the other Swedish guys I meet are only into snus and talking about pussy. He also serves as a good dance mate at Aka.


They took us to this castle thingy ontop of a hill, the climb was "a good workut for your ass" according to Linus. There was a gorgeous view and people up there relaxing and basking in the sun (it was an on and off day), looking up at the great big golden crown in the sky. After this we went for fika. Actually there was several fika breaks during the day. fika goody. Agnes is such a good tour guide / being. She, unlike some swedes, talks to randoms and asks about stuff. She went on a mission to find G-borgs American Apparel, which doesnt exsist. I mean obviosly it doesnt exsist (hello H&M). But shes just a good spirit to be around, and she improved my Swedish slightly.



After all this excitement and adventure, we had 6 more fikas. Linus and his friends departed us and we head back to to mall, and then on the bus to J-köping. We got back and ran to Agnes' apartment as not to miss any more of Melodifestivalen. Melodifestivalen (haha its fun to say) is the semi-finals of the Eurovision song contest. So basically, Sweden is obssesed with Eurovision so they have a 4 show series in which the Swedish public vote for who they want repping them in the big contest. Agnes and I and Mykolas watched this over a vattenpipa. One of those water pipe thingies, Huka, Shisa, whatever you call it, you know. With tutti-fruity flavoured tobacco, tasty. The best competitor was this hot little thing called Agnes (yeah but not the Agnes whos place we were at, this one is on TV). This Agnes just one Swedish Idol and now shes got her sights set on Eurovision. But shes hot.. check this out http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOGr9lzh0g0



So as you can see she has great fashion sense (anything tight gold and sequeny is goody in my book) and looks like a cross between Leona Lewis and Delta Goodrem, shes got my vote! Ah. So we said our goodbyes and tipsily walked to the bus and back to Råslätt. Anya told us to come to the 84 common room to check out this African party which was organized by Yaw.

Yaws a good friend of Jelena and Myk, and he and an organization he works with made this amazing banquet of African food, music and beer. That was goody, but we were too fucked to go out to Bongo Bar afterwards as well. So i just watched DH and fell asleep. Ah my addictions.

Anyway im off to ice skate. I am soo glad that its the last day of winter. Get in my belly Spring.