Stockholm in snow
It took me some time to decide whether going back home was ever a good idea. At first, leaving Sweden I was determined to leave, complete the full lap and then return. Meeting Georgia I changed my mind, in fact already before entering Georgia, at the mere thought of Georgia I decided that this was a place to stay a while and a time to return home for some weeks.
I went through some rough talks with myself about this return trip. I was not sure if it would completely ruin my will to continue or rather strengthen it. When i realized i was quite in love with Georgia and that I was really a Georgian man in a Swedish mans body it was quite clearly not a problem anymore and I booked a ticket home.
The initial culture chock, in head first action, right in to the christmas rush in downtown Stockholm after not sleeping all night and arriving 7 hours later than the itinerary indicated i should, was brutal. I’m still somewhat shattered, more from lac of sleep but still.
It is cold in Stockholm, really cold and the streets are cowered in real white snow and people who walk side by side to keep an up-right balance. It is love to be home, it is a visit in the homeland while Tbilisi feels like my proper home-where-i-roam.
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Haha, I loved reading your last post, just like I like reading all your posts here
) The most interesting thing about your last post is the fastest ever changing impression the reading gives. The first two paragraphs were a bit disappointing and astonishingly pleasant at the same time.. 
At first I though (after having read your posts about the muddy open-air Bazaars in TBS) you got so much scared of us, Georgians, that you were actually counting days to leave for somewhere else..:) But the following paragraph was a real turn-round – I am more than glad that you liked it here. But even if Georgia seems a home-where-you-roam it is always nice to be back home at Christmas 
Say hej, to my beloved Sverige! <3
A travel has no rules, my friend. You make them: enjoy your swedish christmas then!
your walking collegue
Paolo