We’ve landed. We have a flat, and it has furniture, and we have food and internet. The boxes and furniture are in transit and expected to arrive on Wednesday.

It still feels weird to be here, and the move still feels a bit unreal. It feels like we’re on vacation, like we should be going home soon again.

The one thing that makes this definitely different from a vacation was that we did not need to worry much about what to pack. There was no risk that we would forget to pack something important, because by the time we left, the only things left in the flat were some cleaning supplies, some money for the cleaner, a few spare lightbulbs, and instruction manuals for appliances like the cooker and the washing machine.

Tomorrow we will start house hunting. On Monday we will visit the tax office and let the Swedish government know that the country has three new residents, including one new citizen.