I came to Tokyo 4 months ago with a big suitcase of question marks and hand luggage of doubts. Although I knew basic Japanese and a bit about Japan, but if you know a place from guidebooks and films they might just as well not exist at all or be on another planet.
This isn't the first time I've said goodbye to Beijing. Last time I'd been here for 1.5 years, while this time was only 3 months. Ever since I left last I always wanted to come back, so when I finally got the chance to come here on Opera's Bridge the World program, I jumped on it without hesitation. How delightful it has been to once again walk these streets, speak this language and eat this food. I haven't missed Sweden the slightest bit. This is far from paradise on earth, but this city is alive!
My BtW is going to finish soon. Just few days, and Sweden will take me back in her arms.
So time to flush my memories on this blog, taking random pictures I have in mind a trying to put them in words. As always, is difficult to translate in words what you have felt "on your skin", but I'll try and maybe you will manage to feel a little part of what I felt.
I like to take pictures. I really like it a lot.
My farewell celebration was in the traditional style and involved beer. I was very proud to know that I was well on my way to earning the Beer Diploma. My Beer supervisor was very impressed with my progress, going from "Erk...it's yucky" to discussions about the subtle differences between all the Czech beers on offer.
So you have to do it again: packing your life in two luggages. This time there is some space available. Your life is shrinking. Slightly scaring...
Wroclaw is a city with a long history. Over the centuries it has been part of Poland, Bohemia, Austria, Prussia, and Germany. The German past is clear from its architecture, from the impressive buildings that characterize the center of the city.