Well, it's been 4 months since my last update, so I figured it might be time for another one. It is now also a year since I moved to Geneva. Time goes so fast, yet at the same time so slowly. My first months here seem like forever ago. And a lot has happened in a year. I don't feel like a visitor anymore - I now regard it as my home, although I know that it's a temporary one. The comfort of feeling at home is therefor blurred by a hint of sadness. I know that the more I start to befriend this place, the harder it will be to have to move back.
When you live in a place for longer than a couple of months the way that you perceive it also changes. The things I found fascinating in the beginning have become ordinary to me. And the things that I found difficult are now easier. The only things that I haven't gotten used to are the smoky bars and cafés and the bloody annoying traffic lights that will delay your journey to wherever you're going with at least 5 minutes per kilometer. Oh, and the conservative, culture-hating politicians who are trying to close down every squat and art studio in the entire town. And the fact that Swiss people very rarely know any English. There are sad and upsetting aspects to this strange place. But there are also nice ones. Like all the friendly people I've met during this year - of which very few are actually Swiss. I've met people from basically all over the world and made some really good friends. And I have become extremely spoiled with chocolate and cheese. And wine. Only the best is good enough for me nowadays.
Going back to Sweden for christmas in a few days though, which I'm really looking forward to. Good old Sweden.