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Yesterday I came home from university and felt like I needed to do something practical, after a week of lectures about the state of the world’s ecosystems and the climate system and everything else that’s essential for our life here on Earth (really crappy, the state of everything, apparently – not that I didn’t knowContinue reading “cleaning party”

  As long as I am concerned, if someone tags the grey tube carriage wall with a purple marker in Arabic, I don’t mind. I don’t mind at all. (It could say something very offensive, though. I have no clue. In case it does, I apologize.)

Things have started for real now. I’ve had lectures and met my new classmates. Girls, most of them, from all over the world. They seem to be a fun bunch of people. And Stockholm Resilience Centre seems like an intimate and innovative place where people can get the chance to grow. It feels like thisContinue reading “back to reality”

 

So now I’m lying in the top bed in the sleeping compartment on the train bound for Stockholm. Just a short while ago, we stopped in Umeå. I’m incredibly tired. It’s been a very long day. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. I haven’t written anything for a couple of days. We’ve had lotsContinue reading “southward bound again (28/8)”

During the last couple of days, we’ve started playing a game called the foot game in the evenings. It was Christoffer who introduced it, and it is very simple. The person who starts touches her foot to one of the feet of the person standing next to her in the circle. This person then hasContinue reading “the trouble with intimacy abstinence (23/8)”

When we woke up this morning, the mountainsides had white contours. It had been snowing, and just about when breakfast was over and it was time for us to go out into the field again, it started again. I spent hours walking around on the wet and slippery moraine, looking for the biggest lichen, tryingContinue reading “an unfriendly morning (22/8)”

There is a family of seagulls living in Tarfala valley. There’s small fish in Tarfala lake, so I guess they’ve got enough to eat here. But still. It feels strange. Hearing those seagull cries in the evenings, so distinctive of the coast, feels out of place and weird. I wonder how they found their wayContinue reading “animals in Tarfala valley (21/8)”

Moulins are deep holes in the glacier, created by meltwater eating its way into a crevasse (a glacier fracture). They are dangerous things, moulins. They can be deep and if you fall in, you might freeze to death before you can be rescued. Mr. P kept at a safe distance.