Calling Sydney

On Saturday I went to Ikea together with one of my flatmates. We rented a car to drive there. Public transport in Sydney sucks. So does traffic in general. I basically had to buy a chair for my room, and ended up buying lots of cookies and chocolate from the swedish food store.

Things I noticed at the local Ikea:

• The store concept is the same as in any other Ikea
• The “swedish” food at the restaurant was quite bad, not the same as in Sweden or even Austria
• There were more pregnant women than I ever saw in any European Ikea, which could either mean (1) that more women are pregnant in Sydney or (2) that more pregnant women are buying stuff at Ikea
• There were no elk soft toys at the kids department, instead they had plush sea animals

I also got a new table last week (for free from the University, since they were throwing out a lot of stuff), which I painted white on Sunday. That means that I can work even longer and more, now that I’ve got a table! (Thinking about this I’ve to say that maybe it would be better not having one…)