Day 17: Reminds me of home

A familar name by the bus-stop. I've not noticed it until today. O'Connor's Irish Pub. Reminds me of home.

A scent wafted pass my path this morning. It was the same smell that one person in the lab back home likes to use. That moisturiser. Sad to say, that smell just doesn't agree with me. But it reminded me of home nonetheless.

Even the snow today looked like shaved ice we get for ice kachang. Just grap a bowl, find some syrup, and I get ice balls! Wonder if the snow is clean. lol.

Not only that. This morning in the common kitchen, I found a box labelled 'GULA'. How cool is that? I thought the the Swedish word for sugar was gula, the same as malay! But I'm sad to announce that sugar in Swedish is 'socker'. Shoot. The box sure looked like it's packed with sugar, with pictures of cakes and coffee on it. Gula means yolk (or yellow) in Swedish. Glad that I didn't make that mistake in the supermarket yet. Otherwise I'd have been adding yolk into my tea and wondering why it tastes so weird.