Life is all about experiences and
what we experience makes us an authentic version of ourselves. It reflects in
our thoughts, behaviors and personalities. In each and every community people
with different experiences interact and develop a culture. Sometimes they adopt
the existing culture and sometimes they are the reason that culture changes.
NED University of Engineering & Technology is a community that has evolved
over the years. This community is getting bigger and mature over the years. And
this article is a reflection of NED experience between 2004 and 2007.
NED University at that time had a
lot of sub communities and each and every student joined the community they fit
well in. Most of the students used to spend a lot of time with their class
fellows and department fellows. Since that was natural therefore no one had to
do a lot of efforts to be part of it. The position in each class was based on
one’s behavior and NEDianz were really good and competitive peers. In general
norms, it was more exciting being a back bencher, bunking classes when
possible, ragging in start of the year, rallies in the end of the year and
preparation for exams during the preparation period that lasted over a month. Out
of 12 months just a couple of months were hard and the rest were stress free
months for the ones who were there for the survival only. The survival tips
were provided by the seniors during the ragging period.
The most interesting part of the
experience in 2004-07 was communication, it was unique and no other generation
of NED has faced that yet. A couple of people in our class had cell phones at
that time. We started an MSN account for our batch where everyone was added as a
friend. Anyone could login and do chat with the rest of the class or add them
their personal account. There were a couple of computer labs in Mechanical and
Electrical departments that were open until 10PM for students. Each student had
to pay a fee via voucher and use the internet account charged per hour. One
person could login to multiple computer and pay higher price per hour. There
were always some guys that never charged their accounts and always asked other
people to login so that they can browse internet. In order to make new friends
MIRC chat rooms or Yahoo messenger chat rooms were used. The most popular chat
rooms were for CIS and BCIT. Where people were using a lot of fake names to
interact and then add people on MSN messenger. This was pretty much the life in
2004. You attend some classes, sleep in the afternoon and spend evenings in
these chat rooms.
Later on Telenor and Warid were
launched in Pakistan and it became so easy to own a cell phone number. There
were packages for sms that we took and started chatting in the classrooms,
forwarding jokes and share other important news with the fellow students. The
MSN messenger was still in use, but people used to prefer to talk all night via
their night packages.
Another social media network
became a very big hit at that time. It was called Orkut. There were a lot of groups
in Orkut. Newly admitted students started chatting with the seniors even before
joining the university. People were sharing pictures in their albums and the
students were spending lot of time at Orkut. Later on it was banned in many
departments at NED and people switched back to cell phones.
Let’s talk a little about the
boring part, the academics, .It was
annual examination system. The most relaxed one. Except a few students majority
of the students were survivors. The aim was to pass out with the batch mates. During
the year we were trying hard to get good sessional marks. Some teachers were
very generous and did not ask much for giving away good marks. But some of them
ask you to become a scholar in that course in order to score a few marks. In
each year there were a couple of courses that asked for a lot of work and there
were a few courses that were easy to pass. The peak business season for the
photostate shop (specially Raza) was before the preparation leaves. In each
class room there were a couple of students who did the clerical work of writing
down each and every word told by the teachers. And then their notebooks were
borrowed for copying by the rest of the class. In every friend circle there was
one person who used to prepare everything for the exams and then help the back
benchers to figure out about passing the exams. These people were angels for
the remaining class. And there is no doubt that if these angels were not there,
there might have been very few engineers graduating from NED.
The fun part of academics was practical
as well. There were 1-2 days for these workshops and we had a lot of free time
during those days. This free time was killed at the Gym, canteens or at the hostel
watching movies. Going to gymnasium made some students become a part of the university
teams. And due to the university games many students went for traveling to Punjab
and NWFP. We did not win many medals though.
If someone ask an NEDian about
their best time at the university. They will for sure talk about the rallies at
the end of the year. There were a lot of rallies where BE used to wear different
colored dresses by the whole department. Valentine’s Day, Independence Day,
black day, yellow day, white day, cheap day, color day, blue day or birthdays
were the occasions when used to get together and make a lot of noise. Each and
every department made a lot of slogans. The students used to print their
T-shirt with their department’s name. And they used to scream until they are
out of their voice. The very last few days were very emotional when students
talk about last four years. They give each other autographs and write on each
other’s dresses. Many of them started to cry, realizing that these days are not
going to return.
After these rallies, one of the
key memories is annual dinners, picnics and the convocation dinners. These were
the occasions where the students cannot recognize their class fellows. Everyone
used to dress up so well. And there were some crappy digital cameras owned by a
few people that we used to gather the pictures in USBs after the dinner. For
sure we do not have many pictures and videos like the way people have these days
due to the smart phones. There were much more talks and drama at that time as
compared to today’s annual dinners.
For sure I can write a whole book
on NED experience. But I would like to conclude on “Once an NEDian, always an
NEDian”. It is a priceless experience that cannot be undone or redone.
Immigration has been one the hottest topics in Swedish
social media and news recently. Because Sweden has been taking the most
refugees in Europe after Germany and more than 15% of Swedish population have foreign
background, it is the highest after Switzerland. So every now and then people
talk about it. A friend of mine has sent me some questions for his research work,
therefore I have decided to write this blog post and send this to him as well.
It is based on my own observations and discussions I have been doing with the
people.
There have been different kind of immigrants coming to
Sweden over the years
1-Labor
force from Europe
2-Foreign
life partners of Swedish people
3-Refugees
4-Students
and skilled workers
Sweden is an industrialized country for over 140 years
now. In past there has been periods with huge economic developments when the
local labor force was not enough. A lot of people from other parts of Europe came
to Sweden to work here. These people got integrated because
1-They
had jobs when they moved here
2-They
could build network and socialize with their colleagues
3-They
shared kind of similar values as the locals did
Now Sweden have 2-3 generations of these migrants and
if you do not ask your Swedish friends if they have foreign roots, it is hard
to judge.
Sweden have a high number of people moving here
because of their relations to Swedish people. Ever year over 40,000 people move
to Sweden for this reason. The major reason is its generous social system and
good social security. These migrants integrate faster because they already have
family here. They hardly face issues related to permanent residence permit or Swedish
citizenship. Normally they become a Swedish citizen in 3 years. The employment
agency have good programs of integration for this group of people that make it
easier for them to get employment.
The third group is refugees. Over the years they have
been coming from different parts of the world. Majority came from Former Yugoslavian
region and Middle East. It has been hard for this group to integrate and that
has created a distance between the former population of Sweden and new incomers.
The reasons are
1-They
have different values than the local people, and that is a major hurdle in the
integration process
2-Most
of them are unemployed
3-Swedes
spend most of their time in smaller social circles, that are not open to
outsiders
4-The
integration process is slower for many people due to lower level of education
and language skills
5-It
is easier for them to spend most of their time with the people from similar background.
Therefore they end up in the societies where only foreigners live
6-Due
to high influx of refugees, the government could not facilitate a good
integration process due to the lack of resources
Another group that rather very small are the students
and skilled immigrants. They are in minority. Most of the foreign students in
Sweden are now from Germany and other European countries. A few of them stay
here after their studies, majority of them move back after completion of their
studies. In past a lot of Non-European students moved to Sweden due to the free
education. When Sweden started charging tuition fees in 2011, this flow of
students stopped. There were no job opportunities for these graduates either. The
students that got the job after studies stayed. Some did odd jobs, that were
not relevant to their professional education and some did jobs relevant to
their professional education. In both cases they got integrated in the society.
These were the people who chose to live in Sweden that made it easier for them.
Life is really short and what makes
it special is that everyone has a unique experience of living it. My life experiences
have made me a story teller. Sometimes I am telling these stories to myself.
And my memories about times tell me these stories in a different way, each time
I think about the past, it is somewhat different because the new experiences in
life shape the older memories a little. Before I forget everything the way I remember
today, I should write it down.
Place of residence:
My father was in Pakistan army and he
was stationed in a Town named Taxila cantt near the capital of Pakistan. The region
has huge industrial complexes. It is one of the most developed areas of
Pakistan and the literacy rate in the region is still the highest in the
country (around 98%) with majority of the people having access to higher
education. We were living in a two room’s apartment in a sector of hundreds of
similar apartment in the town. The society was a mix of military and civilian
workers. It was a very tolerant, multi cultural and non-politicized society.
There were people from all over the Pakistan living and working there. It was a
huge gated society where everyone has to go through a security check in order
to enter the residential areas. It was a very green, clean and peaceful living
area.
Mornings:
The hardest time of the day, when my
whole family was struggling to get me out of the bed. I have loved sleeping and
I run back to bed whenever I notice that no one is noticing me. Everyone used
to offer Fajr prayer and I was the last one to offer it in the family. After
that I used to recite the Holy Quran, meanwhile the breakfast was ready. It was
always a warm breakfast with Tea (with milk).
After breakfast we used to wear our uniform
for school. It was a grey pants, white shirt, black shoes with black socks, red
tie and two badges. One badge represented the school and the other one was part
of the drill group I was in for the morning assembly. Since the school system
was managed by military, therefore there was a huge focus on discipline. We
were not supposed to have more than a handful hair. We were not allowed to grow
our nails and our shoes were supposed to be shinny all day long. We were also
expected to keep our dress neat and clean in warm and dusty days.
My school building
School:
The school day used to start with a
morning assembly. I do not have pictures from that time, but here are two examples to give you an idea.
The whole school used to gather in
the main ground in the early morning. There was a morning prayer, a little
drill, some speeches and sometimes inspections of the students. The non-compliance
was subjected to punishment. For example if the line is not straight, or your
hair or nails are longer or your shirt is not clean. Then the teachers or
monitors used to take you out of the line so that everyone in assembly can see
that you are being punished. Sometime it was pushups, sometimes sit stand or sometimes
you have to stand later after everyone has left. The late arrivals at the
school were also punished. After the assembly we used to do a parade before going to class rooms.
We had a class room, where the
teachers of each subject used to come for 50 minutes lecture. We had an attendance
call in the start of the day. We were supposed to keep our class room neat and
clean as well. I had a really big bag for keeping all books and note books. We
had two kinds of note books for each subject. One note book for school work and
one was for home work. There was one more note book that was for rough work.
Both school and home work note books were supposed to be covered by brown paper
and plastics sheet with a name slip on them. Otherwise you were subjected to
punishment for that as well. The punishment was sometimes standing outside the
class room during the whole lecture. Sometimes it was standing while the whole
class was sitting. I remember standing outside sometimes for not doing home
work. After each lecture the teaching staff was changing according to the
subject. We used to have monthly, quarterly
and annual examinations. After each quarter there was a teacher-parents meeting
day. Where you were humiliated by both parents and teachers at the same time. I
must say that I was a good student and normally my teachers were saying great
things about me in front of my parents. We also used to have surprise tests,
when you scored a lower grade, you were supposed to get it signed the answer
sheet from your parents. So discipline and rules were everywhere.
Absence was subjected to fine as
well. Before taking a leave you were supposed to write an application, get it
signed from parents and teachers and then you were allowed to take leaves. If
you were in need of a leave for more than 3 days, your parents were supposed to
visit the school principal and ask for the leave. If you do any action that was
against the school discipline, you parents were called in. Anyways we had our
own ways of breaking rules. And the unity of the class was the key behind every
rule we broke. During my school time I have faced a lot of punishments due to
our group. The majority of these punishments were due to noise in absence of
the teacher.
This is a typical pakistani punishment called Murgha
We used to have two breaks, one was a
short break and the other was a longer lunch break. We always hated the
teachers that kept on teaching during the breaks. During break time we used to
go in the play ground and play football or cricket. No matter how hot it was,
we were playing. There was only one trouble. We had a teacher responsible for
physical fitness. And whenever he was around, he gather us and asked to do some
exercises. All of us hated that person and sometimes we ran away whenever we
used to see him around.
Back to Home:
Around 1:30 PM the school was closed
and we used to run back to our homes. I
was normally very hungry by then. When I reached home, the lunch was always
ready. My mother always asked me to change the uniform and wash my hands before
eating. I was just washing my hands. After lunch we were supposed to sleep,
because all of the military persons in Pakistan sleep in the afternoon. Me and
my brother were normally teasing each other and laughing. That used to make my father angry. It was hard to fall
sleep.
Home tuition:
There was a trend of home tuitions at
that time. After waking up in the evening we were going to visit some part time
tutors to do our home work and prepare for exams. Every home tuition experience
was different. Sometimes I had tutors who were visiting our home and just
teaching me and my brother and sometimes we were attending a tutor who was
teaching a big group of students.
Evening play, dinner and TV:
After tuition we used to go to play
in a play ground nearby our home. Where we used to hang out with our child hood
friends, play cricket, football or some other sports until the sun set. Right
after sun set we used to offer the prayer in the mosque and come back home. At
that time we only had a couple of TV channels. We used to eat our dinner between
8 and 9 PM. That was the only time during the whole day when we were allowed to
watch TV. Normally the Pakistan Television network played one episode of a
drama series at that time. And we had one episode of a different drama series
every night. After eating dinner and watch drama series we used to go to bed
and sleep straight away.
Sometime due to load shedding we used
to go out for a walk. And drink mango shakes (during summer) and milk during
the rest of the year before going to bed.
The times has changed everything. I think that school life and social
life in Pakistan cannot restore that period of time because of smart phones,
internet and all similar things. We were living in a small world, where the
rules were not questioned, no one was complaining and no one in my friends
circle cared about what is happening all over the world. Majority of my class fellows from School times are still in touch, and without any doubts we claim that those days were one of the best days of our lives.
During my recent traveling to Africa and Asia, i have realized that the difference in means of transportations are very very visible in Africa, Asia and Europe. And they also reflect the economic situation of the country. Therefore i have decided to write about the modes of transportation that are common in Pakistan.
**Personal Transport**
From 90's till now a lot of things have changed in Pakistan with personal transport. In old times there were a lot of bicycles on the road. It was also not easy for the labor class to buy a bicyle. The most popuplar bicyle of all times in Pakistan as been Sohrab Bicyle. Later on some imported bicyles special mountian bikes joined the market and the prices of the bicyles went down. Here is a picture of best seller Sohrab
It was a luxury to have a motor cycle. A 70cc honda motor cycle has been the biggest seller in Pakistan and it was a symbol of being moderate rich. Very few people owned 125cc motor bikes. And heavy bikes over 300 cc were only in the reach of super rich people. In 21st century there were a lot of 50-125 cc motor cycles came in Pakistan. There are being imported from China in huge numbers and are being produced in Pakistan as well. Due to these bikes now almost all middle class families can afford to have a motor cycles. These motor cycles have replaced the cycles almost everywhere in the citicies. Now you rarely see bicyles and you can notice the motor cycles everywhere in Pakistan. Here is a picture of typical motor bike riders in Pakistan.
The next stage in personal transportation is cars. With the time a lot of Pakistanis are now able to buy a car as well. Almost every day a lot of new cars are coming to Pakistan. Before the market was owned by Japanese car manufacturers specially toyota, Honda and suzuki. Toyota corolla has been the biggest seller in Pakistan. After that Suzuki Mehran has its own place. Most of the corolla are assembled in Pakistan by Indus motors. In recent years a lot of cars has been imported from Japan as well. This year Volksvagen has decided to start its sales in Pakistan. That will bring a lot of change in the market.
Toyota corolla, the biggest seller in Pakistan among rich people
Also a big seller for medium class
**Public Transport**
Public transport in Pakistan depends very much on the region where you are. Some cities has a very good public transport facilities and some still have a poor public transport. Let's start from the local taxis
The local taxis has been the cars that are very very old. They are typical old corolla or similar cars from that period.
Later on the government of Pakistan introduced some yellow cabs, there are many of them on the roads as well
From airports you can get some better taxis
In northern areas of Pakistans, you will find jeeps as taxis
In old times there were a lot of horse carriages for transportation for the people who can not afford taxis. They still exist in many cities in Pakistan
Later on these rides got the competitors. The Qinjqi dropped the cost of transport. Since they were very unsafe and a reason of a lot of accident. The government has put a ban on them in many cities. However you can see them in smaller cities
An alternate to taxis has also been Rikshaws. They are a reason for dropping the taxi fares. Now they are almost everywhere and most of the people can afford them.
Public buses are intersting in Pakistan. Most of the buses are made by either Japanese companies like Mazda or their joint ventures in Pakistan like HinoPak motors. Some bus owners decorate their buses a lot. Here is a picture of a medium size public transport bus
Here is a picture of large size public transport buses
Two citicies of Pakistan now have a large metro bus services. There is also a plan of metro trains the some cities. However these projects are very heavy budget projects.
**Intercity Public transport**
The most popular way of traveling between the cities are buses. Non air-conditioned coaches and air conditioned luxury coaches are two main catagories. Non air conditioned coaches look like this.
They are big, they are not so comfortable and they are fast. In the air conditioned catagories there are some popular brands, and there are some not so popular brands. Most of the buses are Japanese or Pakistan made Japanese buses. A few are korean buses named Daewoo.
The alternate to the bus services are railways. Pakistan railways has on and off days. Sometimes the train network become really good and after some years it becomes really bad depending upon the government policies for railways. In the trains catagories we have long distance trains that have economy class, Air conditioner class and business class coaches. And then we have small passenger trains that only have economy class. Here is a typical Pakistan railways train. The trains are normally cheaper than bus services
In the end we have some domestic airlines. Our national airline PIA is known for its poor services now. And then we have some competitors named Air Blue and Shaheen air. There is a lot of passenger that want to commute with airlines. But there are not enough airlines available at the moment. With time the air fares are becoming more affoardable.
Thanks for reading this post. I will try to write another blogg about the goods transport in Pakistan. Please feel free to drop a comment or your feedback.
The
people who have never experienced a dental pain can claim to be the luckiest
people on earth. If you have a dental pain and you are in Sweden, that makes it
worse. The dentists in Sweden are highly unavailable and they are super
expensive. There are travel packages in Sweden for dental treatment in foreign
countries like Hungary, Greece etc. Many people avail them. After three encounters with
Dentists in Sweden i have realized that why do they have these travel packages.
May be it is just me who have bad experiences, i have three examples of poor
skills of dentists here. And they gave me a feeling that these street dentists might have
better skills than them.
In this article i will write about my entire life’s experience with dentists.
It happened with four dentists and each of them is worse than the other.
1st time:
I
always had a great oral health. All it started a couple of years ago with a
growing wisdom tooth and since then the problems are there. My wisdom tooth
grew in the middle of both jaws in the back and caused a lot of pain. I tried
to book a normal appointment for dentist, but it was not available for at least
more than a year. I went to some local private clinics but they were all busy. So
i went for an emergency dental treatment in Boras. The dentist took an x-ray
and said that this tooth is growing very uneven, so we have to remove it. I
said Ok! It seemed like a normal procedure, she gave me anesthesia. She started
taking the tooth out. I was totally calm.
Dentist:
Shit!
Me:
What?
Dentist:
Half of the tooth is broken.
Me:
So!
Dentist:
We need to do a surgery to take other part out
Me:
Ok
Dentist:
But we can’t do it here. I need to call the main hospital
Me:
Thinking…. (WTF)
She
went and did some calls and came back.
Dentist:
Sorry the hospital is closed for today and they have an appointment for tomorrow
afternoon. I know it is going to hurt, but I cannot do anything now. I am
sorry. You can buy some pain killers and
eat two tablets after every hour.
Me:
Speechless.
I
did not have pain, my mouth was bleeding and I had to go home and wait for
another day. And then she asked me to pay her fees. I paid and left.
That
was one of the worst and longest nights of my life. The next afternoon I went
to the main hospital. The dentist there could not speak English and most of the
nurses could do that. He did the surgery. Removed the half broken tooth, did
some stitches in my mouth and then asked me to pay 5000 SEK. I paid. And after
a few days I recovered.
Second Time
It
went fine for awhile and then the damn pain started again. I went for an
emergency treatment due to severity of the pain. They took an x-ray of the
whole teeth
Dentist:
In which tooth you have pain.
Me:
I have doubt about three teeth, I am not
sure. There is pain in whole mouth
Dentist:
But I can treat only one
Me:
Ok! Please tell me which one
Dentist:
I do not know, you have to choose
Me:
I am not sure which one it is
Dentist:
We do not have time, please pick one
Me:
Ok! Take the one the right side
Dentist:
She did a treatment for 10 minutes
Me:
Will it be fine now?
Dentist:
No I just did a temporary filling. You need to meet another dentist
Me:
Ok then please give me an appointment
Dentist:
No you have to visit a private dentist. We do only emergency treatment here.
Me:
Ok!
I
left and tried to get an appointment to a private dentist in my town. But there
was no appointment for some weeks. I was in a meeting in Stockholm, the pain
started again. I asked the receptionist to check for dental appointment. She
tried to call at many places and found one place that had a facility. I drove
for more than an hour in Stockholm to reach that place and they were closing.
They asked me to come again next day.
I
went back to Fagersta that is 2 hours drive. In the way I called my insurance
company and asked them to find a dentist for me in the way. They could not find
any dentist. I reached home and spent the night on pain killers. The next
morning i tried to find dentists in the whole region. It was Friday and there were
no dentists available in whole county. Not even in private clinics. One clinic
gave me an appointment and when I went there, they said that they too busy. Then
I went back to Stockholm and went to the same place. They asked me to come next
morning. I waited until next morning and finally found a dentist after three
days
Dentist:
In which tooth you have pain.
Me:
I do not know. I have got treatment for one before but it did not help. May be
it is one of these two.
Dentist:
I have time for only one. Pick one
Me:
I do not know which one is the trouble maker.
Dentist:
I do not have enough time, please choose one
Me:
What options I have for treatment?
Dentist:
We will do an emergency treatment or remove the tooth. In case of emergency
treatment, you will have to visit another dentist for root canal.
Me:
Not again! Please remove the tooth.
Dentist:
It will cost an extra amount, since it is Saturday
Me:
Ok!
My
tooth was removed and I paid a lot of money. I came back to Fagersta.
Third Time
After a
couple of days the pain started again. I went back to the dentist in the
hospital. They gave me an appointment with the same dentist.
I
went on my appointment, and the dentist took an x-ray again
Dentist:
You have to see a dentist and a dental hygienist
Me:
Yes that is why I am here, can you recommend any
Dentist:
I do not know, may be check on the internet and call them
Me:
Ok
Dentist:
I will remove this tooth and hopefully you will not be in need of any further
treatment. But you need to see a dental hygienist.
Me:
Ok
Dentist
started the operation
Dentist:
Shit!! Shit! Shit! Stay upright, try to cough, ohh my god. Try to cough please
Me:
Looking at her and she is very nervous
Dentist:
The tooth fell inside. The vacuum pump did not work.
Me:
Ok!
Dentist:
Now you have to go for an x-ray. I am not sure if it went to your stomach or
your lungs.
Me:
ahhhhhhhhhhh
The
dentist sent me to a general physician; she ordered an x-ray of my lungs and
stomach. It took almost 2 hours to do that procedure. In x-ray they found out
that it went to my stomach. Otherwise I had to go through angiography. Thanks
God! I was relieved.
Then
I went back to dentist with the report.
Dentist:
Now I will not remove the tooth and will
do an emergency treatment on it.
Me:
Ok!
Dentist:
She did some treatment and booked me an appointment for the dental hygienist as
well.
Then
I paid a lot of fees for all the bad treatment I got. I have lost one tooth,
ate one tooth and there are still two teeth that need the treatment of the
dentists. And I do not know if I want to visit a dentist after all of this.
And
just today I have received another invoice from the hospital for the x-rays and
visit to the other doctor. And I do not know why I am paying for all this when
the problems have got much worse than they were ever before.
A view of the economics garden in Uppsala university
There
are hardly any public celebrations in Sweden that I know, that does not involve
alcohol. No matter what are the origins of the celebrations. On this weekend,
once again I have experienced Walpurgis Night (Valborgmässafton) in Sweden. And
this time it was different because I went to Uppsala to experience it. By the
way this blog is based on my personal experience; the reader perspective on
everything I am writing can be different.
About
the origins of Walpurgis Night there is a lot of information available on the
internet. My experience of it has always been drunken college/ University
people running a colorful parade in the center of the cities. Majority of the
city gathers to see these parades. After the sun set there is a big bon fire
and some fireworks. It is a hard time for the local police, trying to regulate.
In
most of the cities the parade is arranged by the local colleges, and the
students build some models and acts to show some events and changes that they
have experienced during the past year. In some big student towns, it is
different. It is organized by the
Universities. Uppsala University organizes this parade in the river. Where the
students build boats and run it through the river in the city center. The rector of the Uppsala univeristy raise the cap in a ceremony outside the university's library building where a lot of people come to visit this event. In the morning students normally start by Champagne breakfast and keep on drinking until the next
morning. In Chalmers University Gothenburg and Lund University in Lund also
arrange similar rallies. But in Uppsala it is the most popular. Here is a short
video of the event
Since
I was at work, therefore I could not attend the breakfast and the boat rally.
But I had enough time to watch the bonfire and the parties in the night.
Uppsala’s student union has a lot of sections. These sections are called as
Nations and every nation own a huge building have big bars and dance floors. In
order to attend the events there, you should either be a student or you can buy
a guest card for some price. On this day there are long lines outside each
nation. When I arrived in Uppsala in the evening the whole city was trashed.
All you can see in the parks were a lot of drunken people and bottles of
alcohol everywhere. There were some party buses with loud music in them and
people dancing here and there. Here is a picture of the park in Uppsala University.
The
sun was about to set, so I went to the Gamla (Old) Uppsala to watch the
bonfire. There were a lot of people there. Most of them were the families with
children. It was very windy and cold, yet a lot of people came to attend the
event. The pile of the wood was really high. After the sunset they lighted up
the woods and it was a really big fire.
I
left the place to do the dinner with a friend. We went to the city center, it
was full of people. There were big lines outside all nations. After the dinner,
I was wandering around the city and looking at the people running here and
there. I was walking through a street and it was the back side of a nation. The
street ended up in a door that was an emergency exit of a dance floor. When I was
standing outside the door, thinking of going back, a security guard opened the
door from outside and said, what are you doing outside? Come inside. I did not
say anything and I was in a nation. Then instead of going home, I was there
until 4AM. After that I had to sleep in my car. It was a nice experience. The
next day is also a long story. But I must admit that Uppsala is a lively city
and everyone should visit Uppsala on Valborgmässafton.
