Hara-Kiri Haiku

Not really, just haikus that I wrote a while back when I was frustrated at Uppsala. These aren't an indication of my constant moods or feelings for this place as I am quite happy here. I find it harder to write positive haikus, if it happens I will let you know.

Drinking Beamish Black

From Newcastle brown ale glass

Thought this was Sweden?

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A testament to my growing frustration at Sweden's seemingly lack of culture. Sometimes you don't even feel like you are in a foreign place, just a bastard child of Britain and America. I was pleased to discover beamish black, not the Newcastle glass though. The price was £5!

Tacky lights drape trees

Tiny snow swirls in the sky

Uppsala´s highlights!

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Sat in a bar called Terrassen which is situated on an upstairs terrace of a building. It looks out over the river, there are various bridges and for some reason a few of the trees are covered in fairy lights. I was disillusioned at this point by the lack of night life in Uppsala and the lack of activities and fun in general.

Empty silent streets

Closed buildings, faceless faces

Friday night, Uppsala

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Similar to the previous one. The first Friday night I went out here I went to an English pub called Williams. It was kind of annoying to come to Sweden and then discover the best place in the city you live in is an English pub. To be fair, they did the best snake bite & black I have ever sampled, due to he fact they had some classy blackcurrent in a glass bottle me thinks. I went out at 22:30 to have a little spliff and was struck by how dead everywhere was, I didn't walk past one single person. Compare the same time in a palce like Manchester and it was just eerie and I was overcome by melancholy that the majority of Swedes don't know how to have a good night out.

Pop imported shite

Euro disco reigns supreme

Club life, Uppsala

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one night I had 30 minutes to wait for my bus and decided to check out the local club scene. It felt like I had been transported to Rossendale or some tiny, tiny little town that only has 2 clubs and all the hicks who live there go there every Friday and Saturday to get really pissed and pull other hicks. The bouncers outside one club gladly told me about the R+B in the first room and Euro disco in the second.

I left in disgust.

The next club I found only had R+B and was filled with young kids. I think these are the 2 main clubs here and I haven't found or been shown any redeeming ones.