January 27, 2013 in Sweden
As promised I would write something about my short visit to Sweden where I am attending one of my best friends weddings.
Now first I have to whine a little bit but who the hell gets married in the end of January?
Well they are as they were hoping that there would be some snow around.
Well, their wishes was granted as I boarded the airplane from Norwegian and left a -3 degrees Prague and landed in a -14 degrees Stockholm, The capital of Scandinavia as they have started calling themselves a few years ago.
Lets just say that the surrounding countries are not happy about that slogan.
Stockholm is however the largest capital in Scandinavia, when using the term Scandinavia you only include the countries Norway, Sweden and Denmark as they are all part of the Scandinaivan Peninsula, with its 1.4 million inhabitants so in a way the slogan is true. It’s just irritating the other countries.
The flight was not even half full with passengers so there was a lot f space and I even managed to get a seat by the emergency exits so I could stretch out my legs properly.
This is a part that kind of bothers me when flying.
Being 1.85 tall has it advantages but unfortunately it is not an advantage when flying low-cost carriers and especially not when your 185 cm includes long legs rather than a long torso.
Flying over Europe and Germany/Poland all that was seen on the ground was white and here and there some fumes exiting the chimney of some bigger plant or factory.
This is the perfect winter landscape.
I don’t mind the winter, the snow or the cold, in fact I actually enjoy it all when it is really cold and snowy.
Usually i say that a real winter is at least -20 degrees and two meters of snow.
When it is so cold outside that when you get back indoors you have icicles in your beard.
I like contrasts, the contrast of a real winter compared to a real summer.
I can not get that in Czech Republic as it is too south. I can get a real summer but not a real winter. But it is also the opposite.
I can get a real winter in the Nordic but not a real summer.
Somewhere I read that The Swedish summer is the most beautiful day of the year. It’s actually kind of true.
However I need to travel to the nordic during winter to get that urge killed,the feeling satisfied.
Also now when I’m back home in Sweden, not really home but where I originate from, I picked up my new camera that I bought cheap second-hand. Only slightly used for about 6 months but knocked down about 30% of the original price including extra lenses that I will sell and get the price down even further.
I decided that it was time for me to divorce my Nikon D7000 that has been with me for the past 2 years to different countries.
Mostly because it feels to advanced for me as I don’t use half of the functions available but also because I have had a minor problem to understand its advanced focusing system.
I liked my old D80 better and in a way kind of regret that I sold it so I decided to get back to th roots and downgraded myself by buying a D5100 which is kind of a fusion between the D80 and the D7000.
Most of all it is lighter as it actually gets tiring of wandering around with a heavy camera around your neck.
Gets to the point where I discovered that I didn’t bring my camera with me as much as I did with the previous ones which is in a way sad.
So now I’m looking forward to really test the new bargain on the upcoming Africa trip and hope it will not screw me around but everything is possible.