Nina's, sjöräddningssällskapets, klassfesten och bilder för dig!
Well I must say that it's high time for another update in the saga that is Connor i Sverige (by the way, it's pronounced: sver - ee - ye... but said really fast and the "i" is pronouned: ee).
I'll start with the party at Nina's house (Nina being a girl in my photography class). It was actually Amanda who extended the invitation to me from Nina. You see, Swedes are, as a general rule, as unforward and subtle as possible (read: painfully shy at times), meaning, Nina didn't know me too well and didn't know how to get a hold of me besides photography class, so she beat pretty far around the bush by asking Amanda to invite me. But I don't care, because....I WAS GOING TO MY FIRST OFFICIAL SWEDISH PARTY WITH REAL SWEDISH PEOPLE! (yes, it is a time for screaming extatically). We, being Amanda, Pontus and a few of Pontus' friends, left Amanda's to head for the party at around 8:00, not that the times are incredibly crucial for you to know...but whatever.
When we arrived it was pretty chill, not very many people and some calm music playing in the background. We didn't exactly know what to do until someone spotted the boardgame Labyrinth (for those of you who attended my incredibly entertaining Labyrinth party, you'll know what game I'm talking about...if you didn't attend the party, well, I'm sorry, but you still may know the game being mentioned, if not, google it perhaps: www.google.com). Anyways...this is taking much too much time to get to my main point which was a) the party started out pretty lame, then b) more people came, music got louder, the night got later, everything became more intense and the party picked up and turned out to be a pretty amazing affair. I met some pretty cool people, met some pretty sketchy people and overall had a great time.
The next morning I got up pretty early and rushed to get ready, for Lena was taking me to Chloe's house where we getting a ride from her host mom to Hovås (a small town outside of Göteborg) where we were going to have our rescue boat ride organized by Rotary. We were divided into two groups because we all wouldn't fit on the boat at one time. While one group was on the boat the other got some information about the Swedish sea rescue system, not incredibly exciting, but not bad (and the soundtrack for the video we watched was pretty jamming I must say). It was then my groups turn for the boat, so we loaded up, put on some lifejackets (and in Hallie's case, completely waterproofed herself) and we were off. Picture time:
This would be the safety boat we road on and I have to say, the colors are very Swedish.
Anidelia (Mexico), Hallie (notice the jacket of which goes nearly to her knees), Jill and Chloe
The bay of Hovås...such a nice day it was.
After finishing up with the boat ride, we decided to head into Göteborg to grab some lunch (the only Subway in Göteborg and I have a feeling one of the few in all of Sweden) and do some shopping before we all went our separate ways.
That evening was to be my class in school's Klassfesten or Class Party. I met Pontus, Julia and Amanda around 7:30, after somewhat of an adventure of trying to figure out exactly where they were planning on meeting. We arrived at Martin's house (the boy in my class holding the party) who lived around a half hour bike ride south of Varberg. Most of our class was there and it was just an extremely fun time with dancing and eating and just sitting around talking, and in my case, getting to know a lot of kids in my class that I didn't really know too well.
At Klassfesten as well as the following week at school, I took some pictures of kids in my class, my two school buildings, and as some of you have been hoping, I've got some pictures of typical Swedish food.
Me, Julia, Pontus and Amanda at the Klassfest
Karin and Frida at school. No, they're not as odd as they look...though not far off :)
Rosenfred, the school I go to for my art and photography classes. It used to be an old elementary school until they reworked the school system and did away with having two separate schools for elementary and middle schools. It's now an all art, dance, theatre, music, photography, etc. school.
The building that I have nearly all of my classes in (other than art, swedish and swedish as a second language) on the Peder Skrivares campus. This building is brand new for this year, so it's pretty damn nice.
Köttbulle or meatballs, Swedish style with tomatoes and lingon berry on the side (note: I opt out of the tomatoes) I have found this to be one of my most favorite foods in the world. Period.
Pannkaka or pancakes. Here filled with lingon, but can be filled with nutella, peanutbutter, honey, sugar (or any combination of those), or just plain. These are eaten for dinner, not breakfast and they think the idea of eating them for breakfast is just rediculous.
Korv med potatis slå, morot och kneckebröd. Strange combination, but pretty good, so long as the potatoes are real (these ones are from school so you can tell they are made from powder).
Up next is talk about our camping trip to Ljungskile.
I'll start with the party at Nina's house (Nina being a girl in my photography class). It was actually Amanda who extended the invitation to me from Nina. You see, Swedes are, as a general rule, as unforward and subtle as possible (read: painfully shy at times), meaning, Nina didn't know me too well and didn't know how to get a hold of me besides photography class, so she beat pretty far around the bush by asking Amanda to invite me. But I don't care, because....I WAS GOING TO MY FIRST OFFICIAL SWEDISH PARTY WITH REAL SWEDISH PEOPLE! (yes, it is a time for screaming extatically). We, being Amanda, Pontus and a few of Pontus' friends, left Amanda's to head for the party at around 8:00, not that the times are incredibly crucial for you to know...but whatever.
When we arrived it was pretty chill, not very many people and some calm music playing in the background. We didn't exactly know what to do until someone spotted the boardgame Labyrinth (for those of you who attended my incredibly entertaining Labyrinth party, you'll know what game I'm talking about...if you didn't attend the party, well, I'm sorry, but you still may know the game being mentioned, if not, google it perhaps: www.google.com). Anyways...this is taking much too much time to get to my main point which was a) the party started out pretty lame, then b) more people came, music got louder, the night got later, everything became more intense and the party picked up and turned out to be a pretty amazing affair. I met some pretty cool people, met some pretty sketchy people and overall had a great time.
The next morning I got up pretty early and rushed to get ready, for Lena was taking me to Chloe's house where we getting a ride from her host mom to Hovås (a small town outside of Göteborg) where we were going to have our rescue boat ride organized by Rotary. We were divided into two groups because we all wouldn't fit on the boat at one time. While one group was on the boat the other got some information about the Swedish sea rescue system, not incredibly exciting, but not bad (and the soundtrack for the video we watched was pretty jamming I must say). It was then my groups turn for the boat, so we loaded up, put on some lifejackets (and in Hallie's case, completely waterproofed herself) and we were off. Picture time:
This would be the safety boat we road on and I have to say, the colors are very Swedish.
Anidelia (Mexico), Hallie (notice the jacket of which goes nearly to her knees), Jill and Chloe
The bay of Hovås...such a nice day it was.After finishing up with the boat ride, we decided to head into Göteborg to grab some lunch (the only Subway in Göteborg and I have a feeling one of the few in all of Sweden) and do some shopping before we all went our separate ways.
That evening was to be my class in school's Klassfesten or Class Party. I met Pontus, Julia and Amanda around 7:30, after somewhat of an adventure of trying to figure out exactly where they were planning on meeting. We arrived at Martin's house (the boy in my class holding the party) who lived around a half hour bike ride south of Varberg. Most of our class was there and it was just an extremely fun time with dancing and eating and just sitting around talking, and in my case, getting to know a lot of kids in my class that I didn't really know too well.
At Klassfesten as well as the following week at school, I took some pictures of kids in my class, my two school buildings, and as some of you have been hoping, I've got some pictures of typical Swedish food.
Me, Julia, Pontus and Amanda at the Klassfest
Karin and Frida at school. No, they're not as odd as they look...though not far off :)
Rosenfred, the school I go to for my art and photography classes. It used to be an old elementary school until they reworked the school system and did away with having two separate schools for elementary and middle schools. It's now an all art, dance, theatre, music, photography, etc. school.
The building that I have nearly all of my classes in (other than art, swedish and swedish as a second language) on the Peder Skrivares campus. This building is brand new for this year, so it's pretty damn nice.
Köttbulle or meatballs, Swedish style with tomatoes and lingon berry on the side (note: I opt out of the tomatoes) I have found this to be one of my most favorite foods in the world. Period.
Pannkaka or pancakes. Here filled with lingon, but can be filled with nutella, peanutbutter, honey, sugar (or any combination of those), or just plain. These are eaten for dinner, not breakfast and they think the idea of eating them for breakfast is just rediculous.
Korv med potatis slå, morot och kneckebröd. Strange combination, but pretty good, so long as the potatoes are real (these ones are from school so you can tell they are made from powder).Up next is talk about our camping trip to Ljungskile.
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Man, those sausages look gross. They remind of the movie, "Nothing But Trouble."
~Mom
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