After two days travelling through the north of Sweden in Ralf, we are finally at the almost-end of the world.
I initially planned to devote some electronic inc to write a blog post about that trip, but since Martin has already done exactly that, I will instead just say this:





I think that everyone deserves to go north once in a while.
Having said that, I would also like to say – Welcome to Tromsø folks! Please, allow me to take you on a tour in and around our home for the next 6 months. Warning! Keep a plastic bag at hand, you may throw up.






You did get that bag, right?



And now, I would like to introduce you to our new neighbors for the summer (you really need that bag now).


You have probably spilled your guts already, so sorry. I can’t help it, THEY LIVE BEHIND OUR HOUSE!
I still don’t get that we are going to live up here. The whole thing feels completely surreal. I think that I would probably explode out of smugness if it wasn’t for the 5°C rain that chills me out. But then again, our house and Ralf’s big ass protects us pretty well from that rain…

I think there is a pretty big chance I will explode anyway.
