The last pictures from Stockholm... I can't feel very excited about these posts from the city I grew up in. This trip more than ever made it clear that London is now my hometown (which is not so strange considering I've lived here all my adult life). It's a strange transition from feeling Swedish to feeling English. I naively thought your past is a huge part of who you are, but I realise now that the present actually is more so. Does that make sense? I'd love to hear how fellow ex-pats feel about where they grew up and where they live now; where is home for you?