Friends & Foo Fighters

I had a great time in Stockholm and although just briefly, I got to see some of my very best friends.

I stayed on Sevan’s couch in her new apartment in Gröndal. Being the kind-hearted and generous person she is, I was completely comfortable and had a good base during my visit.

Monday I got my hair cut at a drop-in at the Central Station where, by coincidence, one of my most awesome friends, Moa, was volunteering for UNHCR Refugee Camps so we got to hug and sync our summer plans for when she’s free to visit me in Oslo.

Beatrice was back from Jamaica, looking more beautiful than ever, but also very sad and confused, having left her heart behind. I tried to be of some comfort, share some encouraging words or advice, but I know it won’t matter. Everyone has to make their own choices in life and walk down their own path.

I met up with Bibi of course and we walked over to Hornstull, to café Copacabana where we spent hours chatting like time had stood still, while the rain poured down outside.

The next day was sunny and me and Sandra from my old class met after she finished work, and chilled out by Nytorget on Södermalm.

Wednesday was the Foo Fighters concert that I had been looking forward to for months. I met up with the lovely Maria and her friend Lemmi in Humlegården. The sun was shining through hanging rain clouds but we couldn’t care. We were drinking rosé, meeting up with more friends and warming up before the show.

We knew Stadion would get packed and we wanted to catch Band of Horses before, so we got there pretty early and got close to stage.

It was so worth the wait and one of the best shows I’ve been to! I just love Dave Grohl’s humor and kick-ass attitude:

“Now, we’ve been a band for 16 years! No play back or any of that shit, we play from the heart! Sometimes it sounds good……and sometimes… sounds GREAT!” he says with a smirk before he dives into an awesome guitar riff.

I left Stockholm the day after pretty content.