Back in Sweden

A lot of you know that im back in Sweden. I applied for one job (very ambtious) and got it. In a midland city called Jönköping. Kind of "protected workshop" but nice in most ways. Was a bit hard to find a flat but got a nice one in the city centre from january.
Meanwhile i live 20 kms outside the city in a village (about 100 meters long) called Skärstad. It probably doesnt exist on any map so dont bother try finding it. Im renting a big flat on top of an old car repair workshop who used to be run by an eccentric italian guy. Story says he was quite inventive and always solved problem on cars that no else could deal with. Everywhere in the flat there are small solutions he made to stuff. He also built his own gigantic windpower-plant on top of a hill in the sixties...which fell down over the main road in a storm. The workshop is full of original spare parts for cars like VW Beetle, 1957 and so on..
Sweden is weird in many ways. Coming back means that i reflected a lot over the swedish mentality. First reflection of moving to a part of the country where i know zero people is; its damn hard to get to be friends with swedish people. Aquainted is easy if you do watever hobby the others got, but to be friends is hard. May it be good or bad. I also thereby think once youve gotten to know a person, you'll have a loyal and good friend.
Back to the flat. Its quite a funny place. Its more or less authentic 60ies interior. Have a look a the pics.