Since I moved to Ryd, I always wanted to go to this little café called Myran (the ant) in Ryd. Never have I thought this wish would come true, a day before I leave Sweden.
It was a cloudy Sunday, not a particularly nice one to be honest, but the sun gave its best to show up from time to time. And we decided, we have nothing better to do, so why not explore Ryd’s student life to its fullest. We went to Kafé Myran.
Kafé Myran is a small gray-blue house, hidden between laundry room and dormitories, but can be spotted by the keen-eyed among us, when going to Hemköp. The moment you enter, you feel like you have been travelled in time and ended up in a mix of second hand shop and cozy grandma’s living room. Old couches, pictures of the royal family and ridicolous laws. “Dragspel förbjuden”. Some people I know would be very sad about that.
Kafé Myran offers several fika varieties and delicious 5 kr coffee (at least for me it was, after having lived on caffein pills for the last few weeks). On Sunday they also serve 25 kr brunch. “Everything from waffles to soup“, assured us the student working there that day. We put a tabel and some folding chairs outside and I enjoyed my very last day in Ryd. Unfortunately, brunch was not served that day because most students were already in their well-deserved holidays. But it didn’t matter, I enjoyed my coffee more than ever and in the middle of Ryd, I got this very special student-ghetto charm.