Friday, December 31, 2010
Rome Photos
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Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Now for something a little different...
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December 21 - Imagine yourself five years from now. What advice would you give your current self for the year ahead? (Author: Jenny Blake)
Go with the flow. Try to say yes to things as they come your way. There is no right way to be.
December 22 - How did you travel in 2010? How and/or where would you like to travel next year? (Author: Tara Hunt)
In 2010 I traveled a lot! I went to Miami, Sweden, Switzerland, Denmark, and Italy. In Switzerland, Dan and I were entirely in nature and simply hiked each day. That remains my favorite trip of all time. I want to take more nature-based trips.
December 23 - Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why? (Author: Becca Wilcott)
Elizabeth or Victoria, like I’m a queen!
December 24 - What was the best moment that could serve as proof that everything is going to be alright? And how will you incorporate that discovery into the year ahead? (Author: Kate Inglis)
Everytime I freak out that things won’t be okay, they always are eventually! There are millions of examples for this, and I should remember any time I was worried about how things would turn out.
December 25 - Sift through all the photos of you from the past year. Choose one that best captures you; either who you are, or who you strive to be. Find the shot of you that is worth a thousand words. Share the image, who shot it, where, and what it best reveals about you. (Author: Tracey Clark)
Dan took this picture at Devil’s Lake State Park in Wisconsin. We had been hiking, and I was brave enough to try to squeeze through a little rock opening to try to get into Devil’s Doorway, which is a precariously perched stone structure on a big bluff. I got stuck and even ripped my shirt in the process, but we had so much fun and I was so happy! I think it reveals my fun-loving and silly side that I want to emphasize.
December 26 – What did you eat this year that you will never forget? What went into your mouth & touched your soul? (Author: Elise Marie Collins)
This year I had a birthday dinner with my fiance’s family that ended up also being an engagement party! We ordered Pizza Luce, which to me is the best pizza in the world. All my favorite pizzas were there, and people who had somehow grown to accept me as a family member were there.
December 27 - Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year? (Author: Brené Brown)
I can think of a lot of them, but one in particular that sticks out is sitting on the couch, watching bad television with Dan in our first apartment in St. Paul. It was beautiful because it was such a normal thing to do and all those happy normal moments can easily be forgotten if you don't notice them!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Prologue
Security Guard: (Scrutinizing a gentleman’s ticket. Peers at him over her reading glasses, squints a bit, looks back at the ticket. Glances at the clock.)
Sir, your boarding pass says that your flight leaves at 8:25am.
Gentleman: Yes…?
Security Guard: It is 9am. I believe you have missed your flight.
Gentleman: I’m sorry… I have no concept of time.
Security Guard: Well when you have a plane to catch time is very important.
(The guard steps back to use her walkie-talkie to, presumably, check on the status of the flight.)
(The man teeters around, looking sort of stunned, then sees me.)
Gentleman: Why hello there.
Me: Hi!
Gentleman: It appears I’ve missed my flight. (Words are slurred, and he reeks of alcohol.)
Monday, December 20, 2010
Lazy Sundays
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Winter Break
Sunday, December 12, 2010
The Bed Project
After weeks of brainstorming, the solution came to us: we could use the Christmas ribbon to tie together the bed posts!
Dan channels his inner boyscout in order to use a complicated tying technique supposedly called "lashing."
Don't forget to tie the other end!
Problem solved! Our family of stuffed animals can now live without fear of the crack!
And we lived happily ever after.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
My Everyday Adventures
Things just weren't going my way. I couldn't find a jeweler to re-size my ring, because soft gemstones aren't often used here and the laser welder needed to make my ring smaller is sort of hard to find here. I was told I would need to find a jeweler in a nearby city, and even then the ring might need to be sent away for a few weeks.
However, the most frustrating is the intense paperwork necessary for my master's program. They won't even accept my basic application until I have thoroughly documented my immigration status. (I can only imagine how much more difficult it is for immigrants in the US.) They want certified copies of my diploma; transcripts sent directly from the US (I have official sealed copies here but they're not acceptable); certified copies of my visa and passport; no paperclips or staples; no double-sided pages, and I can't get a hold of anyone to ask a simple question. Well, I suppose they weed out quite a few confused foreign applicants this way!
We've also had some trouble with our sink, which was incredibly backed up. It was taking multiple hours to drain after a simple hand wash, and becoming slower by the day. Over a week ago I asked our landlord to fix it, with no response. Finally, when I was gone, a plumber was supposedly here and said there was no problem. Perhaps he went to the wrong apartment! Just yesterday Daniel realized he could pull apart the piping and unclog it himself. Woohoo!
Most of the time, small difficulties are hilarious. For example, discovering that chili powder here is sweet. Or perhaps having no idea how to get a Swedish ID. All these things get fixed in time, and make us laugh.
This week I also went to a yoga class at the gym we just joined - completely in Swedish. I was nervous as heck, because I never got a tour or anything so I had no idea where the changing room was, or what it would be called. After wandering around awkwardly, I found the locker room and the gym, and settled in for class.
As she began to narrate, she said in Swedish, "welcome to yoga class. This class is 55 minutes." Then I understood next to nothing. I heard her say foot and shoulder, and something about closing our eyes. But that was it. I understood the sanskrit names of the asanas more than the Swedish directions. But I didn't make a fool of myself, and was able to follow along because of my past experience with yoga.
After a couple frustrating days, things are back to normal, with our fun and at times hilarious adventures in movie going, and a Swedish spin class. Hopefully we can keep our sense of humor as we continue to settle in here.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Swedish Field Journal: 1st Edition
I can't fully speak for Daniel, but my impression is that he is really enjoying his job. He likes his co-workers (as do I!) and his project. He works hard and seems to be adjusting really well.
Life here isn't terribly different than in the US. Our lifestyle is a bit different, in that we almost always eat at home, and walk everywhere, but it feels quite familiar. But there are small funny things here and some subtle cultural differences that are interesting to discover.
In one month, here's what I can (confidently enough) report:
One of the things we've learned about in my Swedish class, and that I've noticed in my day-to-day life, is the Swedish desire for equality and parity in all regards. For example, we have always called our Swedish teacher by his first name. Once we students asked how to say Mr. and Mrs., and he (a 60+ y/o man) didn't even tell us, only explaining that it is old-fashioned and that such titles are no longer used. We asked about doctors, or professors, and apparently it's not fashionable to point-out hierarchy. He commented that he is glad Swedish society has lost the formal "you" and other titles, that he thought they were bad.
Along the same lines, Swedes don't want to seem different or better than other people. To be normal is good. I haven't had enough first-hand experience to fully compare this to the viral American individualism, but that's the first idea that comes to mind. I've also been told that on resumes, or during a job interview, one isn't supposed to brag about oneself. I can't imagine a job interview in which my task is anything other than to convince the potential boss that they can't live without me.
On a less serious note, the attitude towards fashion here is markedly European and of course, quite classy. It's very rare to see even a new mother in sweatpants. In the block surrounding the gym, perhaps you'll see some comfortable clothes, but still I see that rarely. In my opinion, most people here are fit and fairly good looking. Men are much more metrosexual than American men - there's a lot of gelled hair and ankle boots for men. (I like a man who can dress himself, but if he takes longer than me to get ready, that's ridiculous.)
My plan is to have more "editions" of cultural differences, as I experience them and learn more about it.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Tivoli at Christmas
Here is Dan, waiting at the train station in Lund, eating some weird Swedish gummies.
When we arrived there was a huge line outside the park, stretching down the block, even though it was below freezing, with an even colder windchill.
Inside there were lots of beautiful things to see, even though the park was smaller than expected: perhaps 3-4 city blocks.
There were two individuals doing ice carvings - what an amazing process. From the first time we visited this station, to the time right before we left, this woman had finished her fish carving and moved on to a new one that was just taking shape.
A huge, gorgeous Christmas tree...
A lit up castle...
I'm not even sure what to call this.
Other sorts of lit-up trees.
Rides for all ages (although we did not partake, the ticket was expensive and the lines were long!).
This is the closest thing we could find to the St. Paul Winter Carnival. Our assessment: It's definitely worth seeing once in your life. The lights were really gorgeous, and it was cool to see an amusement park in winter. The downsides: it's really really cold! My feet have never gotten so cold. Scandinavia doesn't so such a good job at shoveling (possibly because things are so packed in, there's nowhere to put it), so your feet are immersed in snow all the time. Another downside is how incredibly busy it was. Every restaurant was booked until 9:30pm - apparently you make reservations for the restaurants inside the park! Nonetheless, if you're in the area, head out for a festive evening.
Happy holidays everyone! We miss you.