Day 63: Droplet Dreams

Today, the rain in Gothenburg added a certain charm to the city. The streets, glistening with raindrops, had a serene ambiance. I decided to indulge in a traditional Swedish experience - the Fika. Found a quaint café, nestled between historic buildings. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee was comforting. Ordered a kanelbullar (cinnamon bun) and a steaming cup of coffee. As I sipped my coffee, I observed the locals around me, engrossed in their conversations, laughing, some lost in their books. It's fascinating how a simple act of having coffee can be so integral to a culture. The rain outside made the experience even more special. The sound of raindrops against the window, combined with the warmth of the café, felt like a hug. Today was a reminder of the beauty in simplicity. Sometimes, all you need is a warm drink, good food, and the sound of rain to feel content.