Posted by: landonrordam | July 31, 2009

Sweden!

So!  Next day, we decided to pack up and head out on to lovely Sverige (that’s what the Danes, and I believe the Swedes, call Sweden).  But first, we visited a quaint little village inside Copenhagen – actually near Christiania – that is rather curious.  Apparently, when Denmark first started buying Model T Fords, they came on ship in little Model-T-sized boxes.  The payment given to the workers unloading the cars often included one of these boxes.  So the workers took the boxes and set them up in communal gardens to be sheds.  And now, 90-so years later, they have been turned into little itty bitty houses.  Most of them are summer houses, but some of them are lived in year round. 

Why yes, that IS a very artistic photo!  Yes, I agree - it's breathtaking!  Thank you!

Why yes, that IS a very artistic photo! Yes, I agree - it's breathtaking! Thank you!

After that, we traveled over the Øresund and visited Sweden.  Malmö and Lund, to be exact.  Malmö is the town right on the other side of the bridge from Copenhagen, and since things are much cheaper in Sweden, a lot of Danes do their shopping there.  It’s actually a very nice town, though, with lots of old buildings, interesting statues, and the like.  We ate at “Max”, a Swedish fast food joint that tells you how many pounds of carbon dioxide were belched into the atmosphere to make your burger value meal.  Mom and dad tried out falafel nuggets and a falafel burger (which were interesting), but I just got a regular bacon cheeseburger.  Not as good as the good ol’ US of A, I’m afraid to report, but who has perfected fat, quick, cheap food like America? And man, do the Swedes like their mayonaisse!

After our lovely meal, we walked around for a little more, and saw Malmö’s contributions to the worldwide Iran protests.  I have to say, Swedes, it was… underwhelming.

I can just here Mahmoud now:  What's that you say?  Thirteen Swedes protested the regime?  Well then!  It's certainly time to resign.  The public pressure has reached its breaking point.

I can just here Mahmoud now: What's that you say? Thirteen Swedes protested the regime? Well then! It's certainly time to resign. The public pressure has reached its breaking point.

Then after that, we went to Lund, a very old town (that used to belong to Denmark, any self-respecting Dane will tell you!).  There was a pretty nice cathedral there, which had an extremely rare fern growing on it — apparently the little sucker only grows on castles and cathedrals and such in the Northern climes.  It was thrilling.

Look!  I found a rare plant!  In Sweden!

Look! I found a rare plant! In Sweden!

After that, we walked around Lund, and I met (to my surprise) a woman who went to William and Mary and was one of the first Monroe Scholars!  How crazy is that?  She heard us talking, and asked where we were from, and we got talking… blah blah blah you know the rest.  But ya, ridiculous coincidence, one of the (very) few Americans I meet happens to have gone to my school, and used my scholarship! 

After all that excitement it was time to head home.  We ate dinner at Dragør (see my earlier post) and hit the sack.  On to the next day!

And here’s my now-traditional sign-off tidbit:

In the more tourist-ridden parts of Copenhagen some shady characters try to scam you out of your money by playing "Find the Lady": that game where they hide a pea or something under one of three boxes, then move them around and you have to guess where it is.  Little do you know their tricky fingers have hidden the pea and their associates are pickpocketing you while you watch!  Well I noticed this going on at a flea market near the apartment, and when I turned around, the police had pulled up and were arresting the crooks!  Hooray Copenhagen Police!

In the more tourist-ridden parts of Copenhagen some shady characters try to scam you out of your money by playing "Find the Lady": that game where they hide a pea or something under one of three boxes, then move them around and you have to guess where it is. Little do you know their tricky fingers have hidden the pea and their associates are pickpocketing you while you watch! Well I noticed this going on at a Saturday morning market near the apartment, and when I turned around, the police had pulled up and were arresting the crooks! Hooray Copenhagen Police!

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