After skipping through puddles of vomit I'm finally on the Arlanda express towards Arlanda. Stockholm looks like mordor early Sunday mornings. The vomits it's just half of it, the rest is McDonalds garbage, people a sleep by the curb and the rest of the people awake look like zombies from walking dead!
Anyhow! I'm on my way to Paris to see my bf and train with the snake team. So as you follow me here you'll be getting plenty Parisian updates, lots of training but also good food and other stuff.
Being in Paris on a diet is like the worst.. Ever.