We arrived tonight. Humid, warm and rainy at the same time; like it!
So now I’ll practice to say flat, not apartment. Underground, not subway. Mate, not pal. And so on…
Some initial observations: There are bags of trash on the pavement (not sidewalk!). Strange to a Swede, daily life to a Londoner I presume. Apparently the garbage men pick them up with spiked bars.
Another, admittedly more anecdotal observation: the tv film adverts covering the underground environment (in lack of a better expression) are definitely more horror and sci-fi geared than Swedish film (which I would say is heavy on drama and thriller/crime). Hooray to that, right up my alley!
Third one for the road: in the underground trains, people sit facing each other, instead of staring at necks.
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