Swedish Breakfast

My first night here was a bit rocky. I walked to the McDonald's for some much-needed food, and got a happy meal for like, $4. I ended up going to sleep at about 8pm, because I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. Well, it turns out, I must not have been that tired, because I woke up at 2am and couldn't sleep until 4. Without any alarm clock (currently sans phone) I luckily made it to breakfast around 10, before it stops at 10:30. Swedish breakfast was not extraordinarily different from what I'm used to, but it was a bit unsettling. There were loaves of bread and some rolls of all different varieties and some sort of meat that smelled like salami and looked like tiny bologna. Along with these things there were several things I couldn't recognize, either because they were in tubes or I just didn't know. There were also small glass jars of cereal, but no milk? Oh wait, there was one bowl labeled 'Sour Milk' and four others around it. After discretely messing with a ladle in one of them, I determined these bowls to be yogurt. Haha. So I put some blueberry yogurt in a bowl and some rice krispies(only recognizable cereal) on top. I was afraid to try everything because there were many other people and I got some funny looks for sitting alone anyway. I'm vowing from now on not to just sit alone in the corner anymore. There was another guy who seemed to be stumbling and alone and he must've been another exchange student. But of course, I said nothing. I thought about it, and he must have been too, because we kept giving each other awkward glances. So, next time, no hesitation.