After the spring exhibition, the Konstfack year is ending and summer holidays, or now in my case, life AFTER, begins (in Sweden, the university year goes non-stop from September to May followed by three months of summer break). Before, there is one final big day of festivities.

There is a big meal in the great hall, every house department is attending and has own tables, which have been individually decorated. Each department also has its own food theme, ours was Swedish midsummer buffet.

After the meal, our department (just like a lot of others, apparently) traditionally makes its way to a park nearby school to hang out until the big party begins in the evening. Which inofficially started at Konstfack's roof, until everyone (including professors) was banished by the building complex' security and the doors were locked.

The night progressed. An avid observer will by now have realized that there's really only one kind of glasses you are allowed to wear if you want to work within the field of art and design here in Sweden.

At some point someone might or might not have become a bit obsessed with finding a rumoured secret way back to the roof to watch the sunrise from there. Success ensued, and the night ended with watching the sunrise.

In the morning we tiredly made our way home, falling asleep at the various bus and train stations we had to pass to reach our beds. Damn living so far away in a house in the woods! At least there's a considerable number of nice company getting there. Konstfack, I will miss you loads.