Eating my expectations

Shailja packing for Sweden exactly 14 days ago:

Short sleeves? Not necessary.

Shorts? Nope.

Dresses? Nope.

Sandals? Nah - doubt I'll ever go sockless.

Long earrings? Don't work with woolly hats.

Necklaces? No point - my neck'll be swathed in scarves most of the time.

Bracelets / bangles? Not going to bare my wrists much.

Wow, nothing simplifies packing like knowing you're going somewhere cold.

I arrived to thick snow, frozen rivers and lakes.

I've just come in from the terrace at NAI. Where I did asanas barefoot on warm granite, under a dazzling blue sky. Trousers rolled above knees. Layers shed down to tank top. Every exposed inch of skin drank in the sun.

Time to hit Uppsala's thrift shops for floaty summer garments :-)