Sweden
Friday, September 3rd, 2004
I’m half swedish, but I’ve essentially lived in the UK for my entire life. I don’t speak swedish well, although I am in the process of learning now. I’ve just come back from a holiday travelling around the south, and it strikes me just how much I like the place. Perhaps it’s partly to do with the fact that I’ve always been there on holiday, but I just seem to connect with the country on a lot of levels.
I like the sense of style – mostly very understated and simple, but not plain.
I like the friendliness of the people.
I like the fact that I can leave my bike in a city without being worried about it. I like that I can leave my gear in my tent for a day.
I like the way that cycle lanes are an intrinsic part of city planning.
I like meatballs with lingonberry sauce.
I like deep fried camembert with cloudberry jam (evil, but sooo tasty).
I like being able to sit on an island in the middle of Stockholm, looking over the water towards the tivoli gardens, and it feeling like the middle of nowhere.
I like the way that there are cold winters and warm summers.
I love the light.
I like the sense of space. The population density is far lower than here, but even in the cities there is more thought given to space than you find in the UK.
I love the sound of spoken swedish. (yes, even my family’s country-bumpkin skåne accents (Um geesh de börk börk!) ;-)
I don’t know if I’ll ever end up living there, but I’m not averse to the idea.


