I know that you think I forgot about you, but I waited until the biggest party weekend in Uppsala was over, so that I can tell you all about it. So, this was not me being lazy but I was doing some research to share with you, the things I do for you. Instead of trying to explain what valborg is, I suggest you should read this very informative blog post from Uppsala University before you read mine for context, http://tagged4.uu.se/2017/04/26/valborg-a-quintessential-uppsala-student-tradition/. Instead I will tell you about how I experienced valborg.
While valborg is celebrated on the 30 April, which fell on a Monday this year, the partying started on Friday. On Saturday morning, 05H27, I received a text from my friend telling me that him and another friend who lives on the same corridor as I do have decided to have an old school party later that night. I am all for old school music so I eagerly agreed. Saturday night found us drinking wine and dancing to old school music, several random strangers joined us at random times to and from partying elsewhere. It was a fun night. On Sunday I woke up with a light hangover, so I slept most of the day until I had to go to church in the afternoon.
My church’s student and young professionals group had planned to spend the day together on valborg, starting with a champagne breakfast in church. The beauty of it is that our church is right on the river and we could watch the running of the boats from the warmth of our church and avoid the crowds outside. A lot of champagne was consumed, and the waffles were also not so bad. It was a great start to the day. I then went back to my place for a breather, then bae, a friend and I walked to Carolina Rediviva for the donning of the caps, this was a bit of a disappointment for me. There was a sea of people, most had the sailor hats given on high school graduation to students., we stood outside the library with the choir singing lovely music (Swedish are superior choristers) and then at 15H30 the vice-chancellor and her crew waved their hats and the masses waved back and that was it. the MC kept on saying something that sounded like vosho to my gqomu trained ears but no one seemed willing to do ivosho, not even me whose vosho skills are below beginner level. After this we walke to our friends from church’s place for a braai (BBQ) and that was beyond fun, then walked back to sleep off all the wine I had drank throughout the day.
All in all it was a fun weekend and I enjoyed myself.