As Stefan Holm and Christian Olsson proved yesterday. And just in time for dinner too. Watching Swedes win two olympic golds within minutes of each other while munching on my mom's excellent cooking (how I've missed it) was definitely the high point of this past weekend.
Not that there weren't enough goodness anyway. Saturday started with me and Carl Fredrik going for a ride in his GT40 (a replica of course). Not a very long one though since it started looking like it might rain.
After that we drove out to Östhammar (in a somewhat more conservative Audi). Östhammar was at least as wonderful as I remembered it. The weather kept being a bit unstable with a short shower or two in the morning, but around one it looked clear enough that we took the boat out to a small island. I've always preferred the smooth rocks of the archipelago over sandy beaches. They're at least as comfortable and much less sandy (duh). However, after a couple of hours (spent reading and listening to my brother playing the accordion) the sky once again started to go dark so we retreated back to the mainland.
Not having any other plans for the rest of the afternoon we went and visited two of the old... and now I lack the English word; an old metal production facility around a manor house. My dictionaries are still making their slow way back from Japan by ship. In any case, the places are called Lövsta (or Leufsta) and Forsmark. (Today Forsmark is more famous for the nuclear plant)
Wanting to finish unpacking before today (when lectures start in a little over an hour) I took the bus back to Uppsala. This turned out to be something of a mistake. These busses are usually quite empty and I can spend the time reading or sleeping. I hadn't taken the Fyris Festival into the calculation. The bus was filled with annoying and LOUD children (of the age where they'd hate to be called that ;) most of them not quite sober or at least not acting it. By the end I was starting to think that the last stop must be Hell instead of Uppsala. But I survived and walked home from downtown in the early evening. Of course I didn't finish unpacking yesterday. Since they're still changing windows, lot's of stuff has been moved around and there's simply nowhere for me to put much of what I unpack at this point. Except for my floor, which is where most of it's ended up.
I did unpack the cable to connect my camera to my computer though. Some of the pictures will eventually be mailed out to people who might want them. Others fill me with nostagia as they depict things I'm not likely to see again in quite a long time. Take for example a Pocky vending machine or Napoleon wielding chopsticks. Oh, and here's one I got in Tokyo that ranks right up there with Japanese clothing stores selling teeshirts with the names of American universities, a shop devoted to selling Canadian souvenirs.

Ok, time to get ready for school I guess. The first half of this semester I'm just studying the continuation course in quantum mechanics and something called "dynamic systems and chaos". I was tempted to take surface analysis too, but I decided to start light since I've been neglecting my higher brain functions for a year.