--I can't believe I didn't tell you about Tuesday, when I went to Uppsala and had one of my Swedish Experience Dreams realized...I sat out in the Park with three handsome, well-dressed Swedish boys and drank (wayyyyyyy too much) rosé! They have a pretty amazing sound system (called The System) of two old speakers strapped to a dolly and connected to whomever's iPod, and we listened to lots of great music, including many "traditional Swedish Socialist" songs.
--Another dinner at Blå Porten, and then an AWESOME M. Ward show at Debaser Medis, like I told you about before. Check out his MySpace (I know) www.myspace.com/mward. I was sort of on the fence about him before this show, and now I can't stop listening to it, I think he puts on a great show, personally, not that I have tons to compare it to. On the way home we had one more beer at one of the other Debasers (Slussen), which was great, because I've passed it so many times but never had a chance to go in....it's very....hip, and I've been told sometimes a little prohibitively exclusive, but we had a great time, I think.
--Just another typical Friday: going on a beer run with the boss after lunch to prepare for the sauna in the afternoon, kanelbulle Friday fika provided by the museum, a full bastu followed by a towels-only showing of a marine archeology video project by another researcher with traditional Half-Naket Theater refreshments--moose sausage (älgkorv) and beer, then a ferry trip to Gamla Stan for a beer, and white wine with Erik on Sankt Erik before heading out to a klubb called Strand (http://hornstullstrand.se/), which is kind of on the water, not like Lido Lugano, but definitely an experience I didn't think I would get to have here. Right as we were getting off the subway we were invited to go to Debaser Slussen again, but since it was 230, we said Nej, tack. Plus, it was already getting light out, so....
--Shopping Day Saturday, AGAIN something I probably wouldn't have done by myself--or, not these stores, anyways. These: http://shop.acnestudios.com/system/search/product.asp?id=1855 were bought at Acne and a blue cardigan and a beautiful dark emerald shirt were bought at Whyred (http://www.whyred.se/website1/1.0.1.0/174/1/), none of them by me (obviously?). Beautifully made clothing, both very famous Swedish Brands. We had had a picnic breakfast at Karlaplan by the fountain, but after shopping we were hungry again and met Erik's Swedish and British friends (from Boulder, obviously) at the Brit's apartment, had a few beers, and went back to the boat to freshen up from the disgustingly hot days we've been having. We drank some wine on the boat while deciding what to do that night, and finally ended up with those boys again at a punk show in what I guess would be considered Vasastaden? I don't know, it was on Odenplan, and it was AWESOME. We hated what the lead singer girl was wearing, but I loved it at the same time for the obvious intentional disarray and mismatching that punk kids seem to favor. Seriously, even punks are cleaner in Sweden, it was rather funny. After that we went to a small bar that was playing music loud and appropriate only for clubs, and we went home around 1ish, I think, rode the subway for free. I guess you can get in serious trouble for that, even though the girl let us through? Silly Sweden.
--Sunday we spent in Waldemarsudde eating another picnic lunch and drinking the last of that wine, and were joined by those same kids, which was rather nice. It was interesting to talk to another non-Swede essentially my age about his experience here. He actually worked for the Major League Soccer camps, one of the offices of which is on Water St....in Mystic....which is where my dad's shop is. I love that you're so tiny, world. But anyways, we just all had a really nice chat, and then I went to Uppsala for dinner and delicious drinks on the porch. We watched Man of Aran, rereleased with a new "soundtrack", as it were, by British Sea Power, which was...good, but I disagreed with a few of their dramatic musical choices, especially since music is so integral to how you view what you're watching. Anyone else seen it? I had a beautiful last walk through Uppsala at 630 this morning, through the beautiful cemetary and along the river to catch the train to come to work.
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