No sleep data

When boarding the night train, I could immediately tell that it would be a rough ride with lots of young people partying in the neighbouring compartments. At last, someone told them to be quiet, but I would still lie if I would say that I felt particularly rested by the time the train arrived in Umeå.

With the housing market in tumult, we have withdrawn our bid for the house as we wait for the verdict on Anna’s postdoc application. Instead, the plan is to move out to Sävar, about 18 km northeast of Umeå for a few months while the dust settles.