I have been meaning to write about the summer festival in Skelleftea which happened last week but have been extremely busy working, getting ready to go India and trying to catch up on the Harry Potter mania. The Potter bug caught me a little to late in life, with me finding it extremely boring and childish the first time I tried to read it. This time, it truly caught me (me thinks its just coz I haven’t read a book in a really long time). Anyways, almost all nights were spent trying to finish the books, and have finally managed to finish all the seven books (at least I hope the 7th one is the same as what’s given on the internet).
Getting back to the festival – Skelleftea has a summer fest every year for 3 days to celebrate the coming of the summer and the start of the summer semesta (vacation). We could actually notice the transformation in the city square which suddenly came to life. There were rock shows, a lot of games, shops on the roads and bungee jumping too. For the first time in the 6 months I have been here, I got to see so many people in one tiny place for an extended period of time. Malmia (the hotel I call home now) which usually has a deserted look was taken over by the neighbouring Norwegians and some others from nearby towns, there were people buzzling around just everywhere. Skelleftea underwent a complete metamorphosis – was good since it reminded me a bit of India. It was good to see some life coming into the otherwise drowsy town. Though beyond a point in the nights, I just wanted to get some sleep, which was almost impossible with all the loud music and people shouting downstairs (imagine sleeping in a pub with the loudspeaker next to your ear!!). That’s when the Potter bug caught me, and I had something to do in the nights over the weekend. Didn’t really think it would go on for the whole week. Anyways Harry potter is done with now and am on my way to India.
Yippee!!! That’s what I thought at first. But that was before I saw my itinerary to get to India. I have almost 10 hrs of waiting – 5 each in Frankfurt and Dubai airports. I am sure that by the time I finish this travel, airports and planes would feel like home to me!! Have managed to kill 30 mins at the Frankfurt airport writing this completely uncoordinated piece – I guess it’s a reflection of my tired mind….
PS: this is written sitting in the Frankfurt airport about 10 days back....managed to post it only today
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