And now, I live in Delphi.

Sorry this blog is so long and boring. I just needed something to do last night before I had internet set up. I promise this will get more exciting and there will be pictures soon! (as soon as I unpack my camera cord...)


Arrival day was more exhausting than I thought. First I checked out of the hotel, went to exchange my money, and got on the bus to the train station. I figured it was easier to go to the train station and get shuttled to the SOL-centre with the other students just arriving, rather than lugging my two suitcases around the cobblestone sidewalks until I found the place. Well, I missed the train station the first time by, and so the bus came back and I got it then. One of the mentors helped me find the shuttle right away. Then the fun really began. First, I had to wait in line, oh, sorry, I mean the ‘queue’ to drop off my luggage in the luggage room. Maybe ten minutes. Then I went to the exchange-student check-in line, basically so that they know I’m here and can give me a bag full of information and maps and whatnot. An hour and a half wait! Seriously. But, there were two guys in front of me who were absolutely nuts. One was from Australia and the other from London. The guy from Australia, Lewis, kept saying “Bonjour, mon petit pigeon” in a heavy French accent to everyone that passed. Funny at first, then annoying. But yeah, they were hungover and just crazy and couldn’t stop talking. The other guy, Richard I think, was reading the international student guide aloud, “Call home and let them know you’ve arrived safely. Well if you don’t fucking know that, honestly, how did you get into university??” The other funny one was “Put up pictures and posters in your room to make you feel more at home. Man, they could just make this whole book into one page of helpful information than this shit. Put up posters, no thanks, I ‘ll just take a shit in the middle of my room and have a good roll around in it and I’ll be set, thanks.” Anyway, then I had to wait in line to get my keys, another hour, probably. And then wait to get the shuttle to Delphi (which is pronounced Delphee btw). So I got here, sort of unpacked, got on the bus and bought a discount card, and went back to Martenstorget. I bought a phone, because there is still no internet in my room and I really needed to try and call offices or places to help me. I spent more than I would’ve liked, but they were out of all the really good deal phones. But whatever. I got it and it works, except I don’t know how to call home yet. I also went to the Coop (grocery) at Martenstorget and bought some things like mystery breakfast meat, eggs, Swedish meatballs, a pizza making kit, bread, etc. I need more still, but it’s so hard to know what to buy when nothing is clear what it is. I then came home, realizing I still didn’t have sheets and had no idea how to take the bus to Malmo to go to Ikea. So tonight I am sleeping on my towel and coat, with a nice t-shirt pillow. And tomorrow I vow to find some internet somewhere and figure out how to get to Ikea.
I also met three of my corridormates..Teresia, Caroline, and Tobias. I still don’t know all the rules of the corridor kitchen…I’ll start asking as I get to know people better, but for now, I borrowed someone’s glass for water. So goodnight to everyone sleeping on proper sheets, tomorrow I go to Ikea, the general information meeting and my first Swedish class for the Swedish Language and Orientation Programme, or SLOP. Which is pronounced sloop, so it sounds even more disgusting…lol.