My journey of staying at other people's places while I'm homeless continues. I have now jumped off one island, travelled accross the country to the west coast of Sweden and jumped on another island, Koster.
I have never been to the west coast before. Koster are actually several little islands but the two main islands are north Koster and south Koster. However they are really close together and you can actually walk over from the south to the north.
The island has only about 300 people living on it. No cars allowed, only bicycles, small mopeds or golfcarts as we have. Thought it was the funniest thing when I saw the golfcart and it is just as funny or fun driving it.
My grandpa stayed with us for a while. He is the sweetest man. Everytime I'm with him, I feel like I become the real person who I really am. I think that is usually the case for a lot of people, they really relax and are themselves around their family. Of course this is not the case for everyone. My grandpa is also the kind of person that admires everything you do, from being able to open a tight lid off a jar to being able to give good massages to getting a good job. He also makes me feel like I can do anything. Of course this is something that we all should feel all the time but he really reassures me of it so that I don't forget that any job I want, I can have. He even always says, "but shouldn't you be a moviestar?" and he starts singing the song "Moviestar, oh, Moviestar, oh oh oh....". Gorgeous man!
Now the only question is, what is it that I really want to do?
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