My mum and dad always carried an subscription for the monthly magazine Vi. Now i have become my parents and have a subscription of my own.

Went to Rinkeby with the family for some shopping. Nice not being the minority for a couple of hours.

Of with the wife to Sturehof for some moule marine and other stuff.

Checked by my friends at Måltid and helped Johan with some lunch preparation.

From worse to even worse. Now the subway is running carts from the great war.

In Sweden we are adopting to more Mediterranean views in life. Like when winter hits us and commuting is brought to an end. I can understand that the Greeks go bananas over half inch of snow and close the country. But the fact that we live like next to the polar circle should be some sort of give away of what winter is about. The outdoor scenes of people trying to get to work was not pretty.

The myths says that the inuits have like 200 different words for snow. Apparently that is not true. Me on the other hand only have one ord. OMFG.

Apparently this is where you find the best Kebab outside Istanbul.