The look she gave me sent the message. I was a little annoyed, it was just a question wasn’t it, why give me that look, but I didn’t say it to her. I went and took a seat. Well, this company is good at everything except hiring competent tour guides, like seriously. I waited for five minutes when a guy who looked like he was in his middle twenties walked in. He looked cute and I wondered if all the men here looked like this, if then, then that's enough reason for me to relocate here. He walked up to me and asked,” Excuse me Miss, are you Blem?” Okay, it seems he's my tour guide. “Yes I am.” I replied with an angry look on my face. “Am so sorry, please I beg your pardon. Traffic in the city was really bad today.” I just looked at him and shook my head,” It’s fine.” Well, he was too cute to be mad at. He led the way and I was back on the streets of this fascinating city. He showed me the centers of attraction in the city, took me to road side venders to try out the food and I will say Swedish food is amazing. I mistakenly bumped into someone, “Oh am so sorry, it was an accident.” I said apologizing. It was quite dark so I didn’t get a clear view of the man’s face and he just brushed me off. People in this place are so rude. Well, it doesn’t matter. I was here to enjoy my time and I won’t let people I’ve never seen in my life ruin it for me.