After some silence, the blog will be updated a bit more frequently from now on as I just moved to Ho Chi Minh City in Vietnam. Besides my only life purpose of writing blog (or making promises that I will write), my other priorities are to learn to become an expert scooter driver, eat Vietnamese food, apply sun screen, preach about Sweden, and work. Well, work is the main business, besides Swedish ethnocentrism, and I start already in less than 48 hours
What is the difference between the words Expat and Immigrant? Has anyone heard of the term “illegal expat”, or a person holding an “expat visa” ? And why are some foreigners labelled as good guys (expats) and others as bad guys (immigrants)?
I was a bit disappointed when I realised a ticket to the latest Hobbit movie cost near 25 USD in Sweden. Apparently it is a blockbuster and together with fancy 3D glasses there are no reasons not to milk out as much as possible. A “normal” movie on a rainy Monday morning is only around 18 USD. I had to go to Numbeo and compare a few worldwide cinema ticket prices to find out that tickets in Stockholm (Sweden) are among the highest in the world, being beaten by just a few other cities.
The Exotic or the Familiar? The Exotic is a world of knowledge, wisdom, and insight. It is a mental attack, challenging the Brain of Familiarity 1.0, where theory is put into practise. The Familiar is safety shooting down risks to restore harmony and to avoid cognitive dissonance. Exposure to something exotic, aka unfamiliar, is an opportunity (or threat to many) to magically transform something exotic to familiar, but that is a personal choice.
I grew up on the Swedish countryside, in a small town, lots of nature, few people, one time a couple of big moose’s walked into our garden, I thought I would be a professional football player one day, remember I was scared of the forest keeper, in winter time we threw snowballs at his window, he didn’t deserve it, he was a nice old man. A typical peaceful Swedish childhood without any stress or worries. Norway never attacks, in the summers the water is sometimes too cold for swimming, complaining about low salaries because cannot afford taking the family to Greece while only having one house and two cars,
Eat monkey brain, travel, experience crazy cultures, have Instagram friends from all over the world, build up a splendid professional career and get cash at the same time? Yes, yes, sounds good. Linus is here to help how to start your international career. Short success story:
Time to make a post about how to stay fit when being an expat maintaining your (six) pack 365 days a year no matter where you go. The post will be, and has to be, subjective but might guide some lost people around the stress of moving away from home and for my parents to know if I am okay. I just write a few bullet points if you are not interested in my life story below.
In the weekdays I go to work. Or more precisely – I travel to work. I have to travel because my office is not located in Kuala Lumpur as I first thought when it was told I would work in Kuala Lumpur. No, I work in Cyberjaya. That name reminds of some kind of place were the cyborgs from hell came to rebuild their new home planet after slaying all human life on earth. Previously the name Cyberjaya was referred as Cyberjungle for the reason it was just jungle before the Malaysian government decided to build up a massive IT park over there, alike Electronic City and Hitech City in Bangalore respectively Hyderbad….
My never ending Asia blog will probably never ever end and is now re-bouncing with my Malaysian story. Two weeks of vacation in Sweden turned out to be almost 5 weeks of wait for a joining date that got delayed, otherwise I would have been here 3 weeks back. Better than 3 months at least. Now I have finally moved to Malaysia and Kuala Lumpur where I will work for an unforeseen future.
Finally the day has come for me to pack my bags and leave India who hosted me for a nearly one year time and engraved tons of amazing and frustrating memories to my life’s timeline. My experience in India is completely subjective and the perception of this country which refers to this review is only from my, but only my, perspective and my opinions. If I am wrong or someone else thinks different it is not applicable. Don’t be scared by the harsh opening, I will do my best to be nice and honest.