Old town nostalgia

i was on my way to meet up with emi and sarah in old town and on my way there i found myself slightly insecure about if i remembered the way to the store we were meeting up at - it felt like years since i've last been in old town, in fact i'm not entirely sure when i was there last - i can't even remember. Weird enough since it used to be ny favourite spot in stockholm - walking along the old buildings and small stores, half stumbling on the old stone pavement, walking by the underwear store that always have pretty underwear in the window yet i never buy them as they're not a good fit for me.

In fact i believe it was that store that made me stop buying bra's at regular stores as the store clerk snort-laughed at me the first time i went in and told her my bra size. Apparently, like most women, i was dead wrong about my bra size.

I walked the old town road a million times and sure enough my body seemed to remember how to get to the meeting place a tad faster than my mind remembered the way.

It's really these small things that makes me remember why i love stockholm so much - and why i miss my dear birth town with all my heart when i'm in örebro.

//wayu