Archive for the ‘Happiness’ Category
Cowboys with push chairs
Rocking the cradle
Sweden is famous for its nature, IKEA and the many gay nannies a US- friend thought he had spotted on the streets of Stockholm. True, there are just as many men with strollers and coffee cups as women (see lattemamma). But they are dads.
I met this dude on the bus today. Mixture between wild, wild west and Hells Angels on paternity leave.
Gotta love this country.
- Posted from my iPhone
Malin for President
Happy birthday!
“Malin ended up being a member of parliament”, I read in Dagens Nyheter. It is her birthday today and the newspaper congratulates her with a 1 pager to 65 years of a Swedish life and 45 years of making people fall in love with her. Read the rest of this entry »
Steiner: back in boxes and the chase for cool
Cool in 1928
When I was 13 I hated about everything with round corners. I did not want to practice the piano anymore, was generally embarrassed during Chorus – although I dearly loved it – , thought the kids who each had their own TV set were coolest and was convinced my mom purposely tortured us with whole-wheat pasta. Or that “milk from cows” in brown glass bottles with the disgusting greasy stuff on top. Read the rest of this entry »
Three shortcuts to enlightenment and one Hallelujah
Postcards from the edge
I have been back home for a while now. Got back into my shoes, bought a subway ticket and ironed my shirts. With all wisdom collected during the past weeks, I did however not want to leave you unaware of the newest developments from the universe of salvation. Read the rest of this entry »
Naked, no sheets, rice puffs and Dr. Bindu
This way, please.
The first question I was asked in Kerala (apart from “Taxi, Madame?”) was “Are you doing treatment?” No Sir. I had considered strolls through crowded Indian towns, beach, sunset, green coconuts, the finest of fabrics, coffee, backwaters, tea plantations and spices. No treatment.
After discussing Ayurveda over dinner, P. and I decided to get an herbal opinion on our typical western immune systems, shattered by a bouquet of different antibiotics.
Patiala banking
I exchanged some money in downtown Patiala today. In an AC-market to be precise, the more luxurious, air-conditioned way to shop.
Dollars and Rupees add complexity to my usual currency confusion (I still think in Euro after 5 years Sweden), so I did ask for some hard facts, when the gentlemen behind the banking counter gently wriggled his head and said: “Yes Madame, that will be 4450 Rupees”. Read the rest of this entry »
Happy is the new black – and it comes in neat containers
på burk - aus der Dose
Happiness has been following me around lately, inspite of long days at work, a stomach flue and ridiculous electricity bills. Where does it come from I wonder? Through which portal? It could of course be because I like the people I meet every day. Or because spring is finally in the air. Or knowing there a big piece of fresh parmesan cheese in my fridge. But does any of these beat a stomach flue? Read the rest of this entry »
