Posts Tagged ‘Life’
Tractor, food and too much nature
Coop Online
Who said living on an island was inconvenient?
I finally tried Coops online delivery service and must say, I am impressed: The tractor arrived at my garden gate 16.00h sharp and off jumped Göran with a smile. He is the man with the motorized float, electrical delivery trike and the mini- excavator. He also never drives any of these vehicles without sunglasses. Read the rest of this entry »
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
Not your life – but what it could smell like
Not life.
Just a short one today. Something Johnny found and I thought was worth translating. Some copy for a place called PAPERCUT.
You are born. You learn to walk. You start school. You fall in love. You get dumped. You get up again. You fall in love again. You get dumped again. You go on. You steal a chocolate cookie. You get caught. You are ashamed. You get tired about being ashamed. You run away. You become an exchange student. You get in trouble. You get sent home again.
You fall in love. 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 »
Recycled memories and Ayurvedic pasta
The Hindu, November 20th 2009
I went for a stroll along the beach this afternoon. After avoiding 78 tourist shops I went into the 79th one and bought something to sit on during sunset. The shop makes its own bags out of recycled newspapers. Nice looking and reused, I like the concept. My bag announces Read the rest of this entry »
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 »
Winter colors, preparing for samosas
Blue swirl
Spring is coming!
It might not look like it for the rest of you Europeans, but three degrees plus and sunshing slowly makes the ice melt and brings back colors. The mornings are orange-sorbet, the evenings pastel-turquois going yellow. Just a couple of weeks to go and I will be able to take my boat to town – which means life is back and will speed up with about 500%.
I am now off to my storage looking for flip flops and my straw hat. Finally taking a break from the scandinavian static white, wriggling my warm sunny toes, chewing samosas. Colors.
Did I mention I miss those?
Upside down or the cars outside B’s window
Life
I ate dinner at Beautiful B.’s house on the weekend. She made the most fantastic meals to prepare us for our trip to northern India and I learned new words and unpronounceable names, how turbans are warm and hurt on your forehead, that Punjabi and Hindi are to each other like Swedish and Norwegian and I tried mouthrefreshing Paan in the most amazing colors – served in my favorite little silver box.
As we talked our welcome-wine through the inner city apartment, P. wondered how it was going with the traffic outside the livingroom window – expecting an answer about the quality of super-sound-isolation-double-glass. Read the rest of this entry »
Homestyling Huddinge
Light and fresh
Homestyling is a big thing in Stockholm. Apartments and houses have such a high level of average styling, that it is hard to sell your apartment, if you unveil how you actually live. There is a flourishing business called “homestaging”, that pimps your place with exciting wall colors, Philip Starck chairs and Bauhaus lamps for the couple of weeks it is on sale. This costs a couple of thousand Euros but you sell the place for 20% more and it is so worth it. The housing market is perfect to a degree, it’s scary. Read the rest of this entry »
