“I fly to Toronto next week. It is maybe not best for the climate but I won’t drive while I’m there so maybe that evens out?”
I found this lovely display of s’mores in the image search, but was very confused when I noticed the link was associated with a blog dedicated to funerals.
If I was in a Volvo, I would be the perfect Swede.
Take a peek into a Swedish workplace on Fat Tuesday and discover that the only acceptable topic for discussion is SEMLOR!
There was once a Swedish king who died from eating 16 semlor. If you don’t control yourself, it might happen to you too.
No phones are the norm for comedy performances these days. But in Sweden everyone is such a rule follower that it’s enough to simply ask us not to use our phones.
On a public restroom in Nice.
I went to France last week expecting to bring back wine and cheese. Instead I came back with a chest cold and fever.
All journal prompts are one of three things: List the ways you suck, Name your favourite things so people can guess your password, and Zombies.
Today I learned that a Tempur mattress can freeze. Perhaps it’s time we turn up the heat in the house?
Why are goats a thing in Swedish Christmas? Let’s look at the historical lore on the origins of the Christmas goat.
I’m feeling a bit cold today and thinking of ways to warm up, so of course my thoughts are turning toward the giant straw Christmas goat that sits in the city of Gävle.
What seems to be the most important issue after Sweden’s Election Day? Envelopes.
Why Swedish office meetings remind me of the t.v. show Mad Men
The epic search across 2 continents for a Frappacino.
This summer I spent 3 weeks with my family in Texas. While there, I kept a journal about some of the interesting things I encountered.