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What’s in a name (Part II)

October 20, 2009 · 21 Comments

Last week I read about Anne’s and her husband’s thoughts on names, and it reminded me of a short “essay” I wrote for my Spanish course a few months ago. I think that the subject of names is fascinating; the cultural and linguistic differences, as well as the historical background and meaning.

When it comes to royalty, I thought that it was fascinating for example to discover that in the Spanish gossip magazine, Hola, the British Queen Elizabeth II is referred to as Isabela Segunda, her son is called Carlos and her grandson Guillermo (William). One of my first memories of working in Brussels is of when I mixed up Charlemagne and Charleroi. For me, as a Swede, the two names sounded very alike – to the shock of my French colleague who told me that Charlemagne* was a very famous king (I had heard of him as Karl den Store in Swedish or Charles the Great) and Charleroi is a Belgian town! Why is it that names of Kings and Queens are translated?

King Oscar sardines
King Oscar’s sardines – the sardines are Norwegian, and the king was Swedish. However, Oscar II also ruled over Norway since the two countries were in a union until 1905. Oscar is a Celtic name and was in fashion in Sweden around the turn of last century, as well as currently (since the new Millenium)

I have already written about names, in my blog post “What’s in a name – Spanish name mysteries“, which dealt with confusing Spanish surname (family name) traditions rather than first names. Surnames are definitely interesting, the respective family names of O and I could have had a -ez and -es at the end, but they do not… This causes a lot of confusion, especially here in Puerto Rico, even though the most famous Puerto Rican singer has the same surname as O, while I always try to explain that I am not a relative of Sherlock! O’s surname is a very common one in Spanish-, French & English-speaking countries, but of course pronunced differently.

Tomb stone for Nils
Tombstone for one of my ancestors called Nils – a very common name in my family (and region). It was the 5th most common name in 1901 and is once again increasing in popularity

This is more or less what I wrote (in Spanish originally):

Names (without any scientific proof what so ever, this is my study of how names are chosen in different countries):

In Sweden it is common to choose names of past generations, generally the generation of the grandparents (or great grandparents) of the parents’ of the child. This means that names are “recycled” every 3-4 generations, but the children are not necessarily named after a certain relative (see below for the Spanish tradition).

The most popular names for Swedish children born in 2008 were:

  1. Maja
  2. Emma (second name of my father’s uncle’s wife – she’s Swiss though)
  3. Julia
  4. Ella (actually my great-grandmother’s name)

 

  1. Lucas
  2. Oscar
  3. William
  4. Elias

(source: www.svenskanamn.se)

Otto makes ice cream
Otto, a German name that used to be given to the 8th child in a family! Its popularity is increasing in Sweden, maybe because of the yummy ice cream sold under this name  ;-)

However, the most common names in Sweden (for children and adults) are Maria (and Anna), and Erik (and Lars). What is interesting is that most people with these names, Maria and Erik, have them as second names, i.e not used as their given names (tilltalsnamn). 

Old street sign
Spanish square with the same name as O’s grandfather and grandmother (ending with an -a of course). It is of German origin and means, just like it sounds, “the brown” or “the tanned”. Saint Bruno was born in Cologne and refused to become a bishop in Reims (from Wikipedia).

In Spain, my impression is that names don’t change as often as in Sweden. There are always children who are called Carlos, Diego and Manuel! And to prove this, I actually just took what I thought were common Spanish names, the above-mentioned ones, and confirmed their popularity (No 14, No 9 and No 15 for babies born in 2007). One reason might be that many Spanish families still keep the tradition of naming the first son after the father, who in his turn was named after the grandfather, named after the great-grandfather etc etc.

The great grandmother
The great-grandmother Francisca (I noticed that I called her Joaquina in another post – I am actually not sure if she is Francisca or Joaquina, need to confirm her name with O’s father), whose name is not among the top 100 of the names given to babies in 2007

Since this tradition only seems to apply to boys, does it maybe mean that women’s names change more often in Spain? I am not so sure, but let’s try to do the same test as with male names. I would say that common Spanish female names are: Cristina, Mónica and Ana. Now, let me check their popularity among babies born in the 21st century: Cristina was No 26, Mónica No 88 and Ana No 13!

Aha, I have proved my point in a most un-scientific way: the names I chose were names of Spanish people I know (from my generation) and obviously their popularity have not been carried over to the present female generation to the extent of the male names, which are still common.

Street named after a José
José is only No 36 on the top list of names from 2007. According to Wikipedia José Palafox is a hardcore punk musician but I doubt that the street in Zaragoza was named after him…

These are the top names of Spanish babies born in 2007:

  1. Lucía
  2. María
  3. Paula
  4. Sara
  1. Daniel
  2. Alejandro
  3. Pablo
  4. David

(source: www.babycenter.es/pregnancy/nombres/top_names_2007 and interestingly enough the top 4 names haven’t changed at all between 2007 and 2008)

Calle San Sebastian, OSJ
I have never met a Sebastián in Puerto Rico, but his street is one of the most beautiful in the Old San Juan

My third example is the Puerto Rican name tradition – which doesn’t seem to be cyclical like the Swedish one, nor repetitive like the Spanish one, but it is rather a more imaginative custom. It would appear that the Puerto Rican parents try to find the most original name possible, and one tradition is to combine the names of the two parents – for example Geomari (from George and María). I don’t know how popular it is nowadays to give taíno (indigenous indian tribe in Puerto Rico and other islands of the Caribbean) names to babies but the name Uroyoan for example is of taíno origin.

For a foreigner it is sometimes difficult to understand and remember people’s names, at least when they are called Jehyra, Katsí, Nerydette, Adalberto, Glendaliz, Ydalmi, Unexie, Eulalio etc. Don’t get me wrong, I love the originality**, but maybe they are not always very practical names? And it does seem that boys get the more traditional names while the more fanciful ones are reserved for girls.

Unfortunately I couldn’t find the top names of Puerto Rican babies, in the US the more plain (?) names Jacob and Emily were the most popular in 2007.

*) Charlemagne is also the name of one of the European Commission buildings in Brussels and the whole conversation was about me going for lunch there – but I said Charleroi, a town 6o km away…

**) A Puerto Rican novel that I would really like to read, but haven’t found yet, is Usmaíl by Pedro Juan Soto that tells the story of a boy named after a US Mail post box…

Categories: Life in Puerto Rico · Spain · Sweden

Two new homes!

October 15, 2009 · 27 Comments

Not for us though, but for my brother and his girlfriend, as well as for my Latvian* sister Z and her family!

After having lived at home with their respective parents for the last 1½ months, my brother and girlfriend I finally got the keys to their new house today!! I am so happy and excited for them, and just wish that I could be there to help them move this weekend. The new home is a one-level 1950’s house with basement – so cute and with lots of potential. It is situated in a part of town that I don’t know at all, but I am looking forward to discovering it in January when we plan to go home for a few weeks. However, I already know their neighbours, as our Bosnian friends live across the street.  

It is funny that my brother D is moving back to our hometown, as he left home in 1997 to work in Scotland and has lived in Lund since his return to Sweden. He actually bought a new apartment in Lund last year and was quite happy there. Then he met his girlfriend who works in another corner of Skåne (the region) and all of a sudden the old hometown was perfectly located between their two work places.

nr 2The new house seen from the garden

Another house with potential is the house that Z and her family are moving to, from No 26  to No 9 on the same street! A huge house (3 levels) from the 1920’s with lots of original details – including the bathrooms. They have already started the renovations (maybe the bathrooms?) but I don’t know how much will have been finalised before the move. Z mentioned something about not having a functional kitchen yet… Luckily the Latvian-Swedish couple has lots of experience of renovating homes, both in Latvia and Sweden!

* In case somebody had missed that I have a Latvian sister: the background is that my family hosted Z when she came to Sweden as an exchange student in 1992-93, and she became like a new family member = my Latvian sister! She used to complain that our town was so small and boring compared to Riga, but look who ended up moving back a few years ago   ;-)  

Priorities change, and I guess that the low[er] house prices might have played a part in the where-to-live-decision-making, for both couples. Being able to afford a house with a garden and to have walking distance to services, including the train station, might be more important than cool nightlife… I know that my brother will miss the Friday beers at The Bishop’s Arms in Lund though, but the pub is only a 12-minute train-ride away!

basementMy brother’s and girlfriend’s basement has a lot of potential – notice the fireplace, but this is how un-cosy it looked when the previous owners lived there.

I wish both couples all the best in their new homes and fingers crossed that O and I will be the next couple to buy a house, even if it won’t be in the same town…

Categories: Sweden

Memories of a summer morning

September 24, 2009 · 29 Comments

I guess that autumn is slowly creeping up on people in the part of the world where there are 4 seasons. But summer is apparently still lingering – I spoke to my brother yesterday who told me that he and his girlfriend had spent the weekend at the summerhouse, relaxing out on the deck, and walking on the beach… A real Indian summer (Brittsommar (SV), l’été indien (FR), veranillo de San Martín / Miguel (SP)), how lovely!

Personally, I love autumn, and it is probably the season I miss the most on this island of perpetual summer (ok, maybe we have two seasons, as it is officially hurriance season at the moment). I dream of creeping up under a blanket, light a few candles, drink hot tea and read a book… but I will just have to wait until winter, which it will be before we are back in Europe again.

Fishermen's boats
The fishermen’s boats, early on a summer morning

Even though I love autumn, I also think that the Scandinavian summers are special, and I still smile when thinking back on my stay in Sweden this summer. Here are some summer photos to keep you warm and fuzzy while the weather turns colder and grey.

Checking emails
Checking emails in the morning in the summer guesthouse

A lone paddler
A lone paddler

The catch of the day being brought in
Inspecting the fishermen’s catch – the hysteria!! (and note the age of the people – they were behaving like teenagers at a rock concert…)

Bread queue on a summer morning
The morning bread queue at the bakery trailer – funny how the older and younger generations share [a lack of] fashion – socks and clogs / crocs, while others came without shoes all together

Bringing home bread by bike
Bringing home bread by bike

Walking home
Walking home for breakfast

Swedish summer breakfast
Summer breakfast on the deck

Categories: Sweden

Friday theme / Show & tell: Four places you must see in my town

September 12, 2009 · 39 Comments

The Friday theme started up last week again after the summer break, but I was too busy with our visitors to publish anything. Unfortunately I don’t really have an excuse for not posting something yesterday but I was just lacking energy and motivation in general. I am not sure whether or not I will continue participating in the Friday theme / Show & tell, but here’s my contribution to the theme chosen by Maisoui in Göteborg - ”Four places that you must see in my town”:

I don’t really know which town I consider to be “my town” – it could be San Juan where I live at the moment, Brussels where I lived for 5½ years and where I will live again in 2010, Geneva where I lived twice and love a lot, Lund where I studied, Veberöd – the small village where I lived until the age of 14, or Eslöv where I lived from 14-19, and then again for a year as a 24-year old. My parents still live there – in my maternal grandparents’ house (built in 1922 by my maternal grandfather’s father Anders), as well as my maternal grandmother and paternal grandfather, my Latvian sister Z and my brother and his girfriend have just bought a house in Eslöv…

I think it has to be ESLÖV, especially as my father just found some old photos of the town (scanned postcards?). You might recognise some of the pictures from my February post about an ordinary (?) Thursday in Eslöv

stora torg
Stora Torg (the Main Square) in Eslöv

Let’s start our walk at the main square, called Stora Torg (Big Square), where the [Best Western] Hotel Stensson is located and there is a market twice a week (Thursdays and Saturdays if I am not mistaken). The hotel is named after a fictional character called Sten Stensson Stéen (Sten means Stone but is also a name), who came from Eslöv and studied at Lund University and was immortalised (?) in two films by the famous actor called Nils Poppe.

The main square, Eslöv
The main square actually seen from the same direction – it is impressive that quite a few of the buildings are still standing (compare with old photo)

Heading west from the main square you will follow Malmgatan, a pedestrian area for one block with a bakery, jeweller’s, pizzeria, and some other small shops. Malmgatan becomes an ordinary street with Albert Sahlins Plats (Albert Sahlin’s Square / park) on the left – the little square is located along an old red brick building that used to house a furniture shop (HN Möbler) but will now supposedly be converted into a “senior citizens’ housing”. The building is beautiful and I am happy that it won’t be torn down.

malmgatanMalmgatan and Albert Sahlin’s Square – the main square can be seen at the end of the street. I used to love walking on the brick wall when I was a child – of course with an adult holding my hand.

So, my parents live in the house that my maternal grandfather’s father built, and I have a lot of childhood memories from both the house and the town. My grandfather and his parents, Anders and Ella, moved to the newly built house in 1923 and they all lived there the rest of their lives. My parents bought the house in February 1990 and we moved in a month before my grandmother moved out (to an apartment two blocks away). In other words, the house has never been emptied and my father is worried that the floor in the attic will collapse one day from all the stuff the rest of the family doesn’t want to throw away!

Albert Sahlins square, Eslöv
Malmgatan and the little park / square seen from the opposite direction. The fountain has been empty for many years now is still in use in the warmer months [my father only comments (via email) when he finds a mistake!!]

Walking a few blocks up Malmgatan, passing old imposing houses (patriciervillor) and some more modest ones, and then turning left on Skolgatan (the School street), you will arrive at the two main schools – Västra Skolan (the Western School) and Ekenässkolan, where my maternal grandparents, parents, I and my siblings went to school. 

The schools have housed all levels of education (primary, secondary and high school) over the years. My parents went to high school at Ekenässkolan and my grandmother was a school nurse here before the high school students (and she) moved to the “modern” Bergaskolan at the outskirts of the town. When my siblings and I were students here, both buildings were one secondary school under the same name. Nowadays Västra Skolan is a primary school (up to the age of 12) and Ekenässkolan is secondary (13-16).

västra skolanVästra Skolan (the Western School) and Ekenässkolan. My parents met at the high school graduation dinner at Ekenässkolan

When we moved to Eslöv in February 1990, I started 8th grade at Ekenässkolan. I had Swedish, English and French in Västra Skolan, and in the building between the two imposing schools we sometimes had PE (Physical Education) – it was very old and dingy. My grandmother once came to my [history or Swedish?] class to tell us about her school years. She had a lot of interesting stories to tell since she used to a student, a mother of students and worked in the school!

Västra Skolan in winter
Västra Skolan a winter evening… The inscription above the entrance says “Folkskola 1909″ (Folkskola – old form of primary school)

Behind the two schools is the park and pond Trollsjön (the Troll Lake), as well as the sports arena Ekevalla*. It is a lovely green oasis in the old part of town, where in the summer you can buy ice cream and enjoy cultural evenings at the outdoor theatre, and in the winters ice-skate on the pond.

trollsj;n Trollsjön (The Troll Lake)

Ice cream in Trollsjön
 Not the best photo of the lake, I guess the focus was on the person having ice cream ;-)

There are lots of other lovely places in Eslöv – the famous (?) Stone mountain (Stenberget in Swedish), the town library in the old cinema, the Abulla pasture (Abullahagen) – not to be confused with Abdullah, and the forest called Snärjet (the Brush) where we all had to do orienteering and cross-country running as students… 

And not to forget the Civic Hall (Medborgarhuset), the newest historic building in Sweden! The building was completed in 1957 and is a perfect example of post-war modernist architecture. My only association to the building is that I sat the written driving test there in 1994! See photos of the interior here. A few years ago I read a funny newspaper article about angry pensioners in Eslöv who were complaining that the polishing of the floor in the main hall made it impossible for them to slide properly when having their weekly “shuffle dances” there (kasedans in the local dialect).

Anyway, I would recommend everybody who has an interest for Swedish small towns to visit Eslöv! It is not as boring as it is known to be**!

I will publish the links to the other Friday theme participants as soon as possible. However, it is O’s birthday today and I need to focus a little on the birthday boy now!

*) The names Ekenäs and Ekevalla can be derived from the word ek, which means oak.

**) A certain Hans Ostelius (Swedish writer and globetrotter) said that Eslöv was Sweden’s most boring town in a live tv-programme, and this label has stuck ever since, even though he later on claimed that he meant Landskrona (another town in Skåne) (from Wikipedia).

Categories: Challenges, lists, themes etc · Sweden

Holidays at home = eating a lot?!

August 4, 2009 · 22 Comments

While munching on some Swedish sweets, and listening to the whistling sound of my aunt sucking on a “Djungelvrål”-lollipop, I thought of all the good food I / we ate in Sweden this summer…

Shrimp and eel sandwiches
Shrimp and eel sandwiches (NB Two different sandwiches on the same plate)

Strawberries and "köpebröd" (bought coffee cake)
Strawberries and “köpebröd” (bought coffee cake instead of home-made)

Not much left of the grill crisps
My favourite Swedish crisps with “grill” flavour is not at all the same as barbeque chips… and unfortunately they disappear too quickly. New dip favourite is the “Bearnaise” dip, also tasty with grilled meat!

Cream buns / gräddbullar
At Kivik’s annual market we bought these cream buns (gräddbullar)…

Market sweets (marknadsgodis)
… as well as traditional “market sweets” (marknadsgodis) – yummy!

Fika at Skepparpsgården, Haväng
Fika at Skepparpsgården by Haväng – a traditional cinnamon bun, chocolate cake (kladdkaka), coffee and Elderflower cordial (fläderblomssaft)

5 different kinds of buns and biscuits
My grandmother and aunt treated my sister and I to 5 different kinds of buns and biscuits – two kinds short of the traditional 7…

Wine in a box
Wine in a box – the most popular way to buy wine nowadays in Sweden

Outdoor waffle making
Outdoor waffle making – a summer tradition!

An evening snack
In the evening we had tea and ice cream out on the deck

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A new Wednesday recipe and etiquette question poll will be published next week!

Categories: Sweden

Wednesday recipe and an quickie update from the summer house

July 1, 2009 · 23 Comments

Blogging from the summer house where my father is taking a break from his work, which means that I can use his computer and internet… My sister has bought a “mobile internet connection”* so we will be able to use our own computers next week, instead of fighting for my father’s 3G-card connection.

Swedish summer breakfast
A Swedish summer breakfast – NB the marmelade on top of the cheese

Everything is great in Sweden, except that O is not here – but he arrives on the 11th July. Before that I am going to Strasbourg for my friend P No 1’s wedding (civil ceremony on Friday, religious wedding on Saturday), visit my grandmother and aunt in the old summer house, and celebrate my father’s 60th birthday (shhh, he doesn’t want us to really mention it) and my own birthday…

Skåne's east coast beaches to the north

The sun has been shining, it has been 25-30 degrees every day and I swam in the Baltic on Monday – it was 21 degrees! A Dutch friend and her boyfriend came on Monday and we had a very nice time catching up before they headed to Gotland – fortunately they had already booked their hotel because this is probably THE busiest week on that island (all the politicians and organisations in Sweden meet every year in Visby for debates and conferences).

A stork baby

And before I forget, the Wednesday recipe (the etiquette question will have to take a summer break): my father and I went to a small village nearby to check a flea market. It was quite a disappointment but we visited a farm with storks where they sold fresh vegetables. We decided to buy cauliflower even if we suspected that we would be the only ones to eat it… Fortunately my brother’s girlfriend also likes cauliflower!

Cauliflower in vinaigrette
- a small cauliflower head
- white wine vinegar
- olive oil
- French Dijon mustard
- salt & pepper
Put the trimmed (the green parts) cauliflower head upside down in a bowl with water and a few drops of vinegar. Check it after 15-30 minutes to see if there are any worms or insects… Boil the cauliflower (head up!) in water and some salt until the consistency you like – we forgot to check on it and it became a little too soft.
While the cauliflower is boiling, mix the olive oil, vinegar and French mustard together for a simple vinaigrette. When the cauliflower is ready, drain the water and pour the vinaigrette on top.
Serve with a side salad or as a side to grilled fish.

Swedish summer dinner

*) If anybody else is interested in how to get a cheap internet connection to the summer house without a landline, I will let you know as soon as I know more about the details ;-)

Categories: Food & recipes · Sweden

A Swedish Midsummer’s Picnic in Puerto Rico

June 22, 2009 · 24 Comments

There are not many Swedes living in Puerto Rico, and there is no Swedish network to find the few that live here. However, over the course of 1½ years we have found a few – mostly by coincidence. The first Swede I actually found before we moved here – on the Swedish expat website called Sviv.se (Svenskar i Världen) and she, B, has become our best friend in Puerto Rico.
B had heard of a famous Swede in Caguas, who runs a coffee shop and one Sunday the three of us drove there to try to find her. Unfortunately J wasn’t working that day but we had a delicious cup of coffee and got her phone number.
In August O and I found another Swede on the parking lot by the big mall through the Swedish flag sticker on his car (even though it was his Puerto Rican wife that we met first). Last Christmas this Swede, G and his wife invited us for a Christmas fika at their place and there we met Swedish J – expert in making Jansson’s frestelse (a traditional dish with potato and anchovies). The director of the Alliance Francaise told me a few weeks ago that he had “found me a Swede” – it turned out to be half-Swede / half-French A and then one of O’s colleagues told us that his cousin was married to a Swede…

B and I decided that it was time to gather all these random Swedes together, and what not better than for a Midsummer celebration! We invited all the Swedes we knew or didn’t know*, and our other local and international friends for a picnic on Saturday, and prayed to the Weather gods that it wouldn’t rain…

Here are some photos:

View to the Old San Juan
The view of the picnic location was breath-taking – over the Escambrón beach, the Old San Juan with its San Cristobal fortress and el Capitolio

Picnic location between the palm trees
We set up a big table under the shade of the palm trees and the guests started arriving. In the end we were almost 40 adults and kids from Sweden, Puerto Rico, US, Spain, Belgium, France, Germany, Peru, and Venezuela – a wonderful mix of people and as I pointed out – nobody knew everybody!

A rainy Midsummer in Puerto Rico
A rainy picnic… Unfortunately it started pouring down, in typical Swedish Midsummer fashion, just when we were going to eat – holding a plate and an umbrella and eating at the same time is a little difficult!! Nevertheless, all the guests stayed cheerful and optimistic! Everybody said that “what’s a little rain” – a very Swedish attitude actually…

Trying to cover the food from the rain
All the guests brought food and we had pickled herring, Jansson’s temptation, meatballs, potato salad, beetroot salad, pasta salad, Västerbotten (Swedish cheese) Quiche, Smörgåstårta (Sandwich cake), Strawberry cake, Carrot Cake…

Rainy Jansson's temptation
The Jansson’s temptation gratin got a little wet…

Midsummer strawberries and cake
Probably the best strawberry cake I have ever eaten – B had done a tremendous job with making both the Smörgåstårta and the Jordgubbstårta!

A Midsummer Quiz about Sweden
A Midsummer Quiz about Sweden – Questions included how to say Sweden in Spanish (as people keep confusing Suiza (Switzerland) with Suecia (Sweden)), the name of the Swedish king and the average temperature in Stockholm in July… None of the Swedes managed to answer all the questions correctly but Spanish F and Puerto Rican M did!!

Dance of the Small Frogs
The Dance of the Small Frogs is quite fitting for Puerto Rico since the Coquí frog is a symbol of the country. Unfortunately we didn’t have a may pole but a Swedish flag was good enough to dance around


You can’t hear a lot of singing going on but most of the dancers got the frog jumping down…

Not everybody knew the lyrics by heart
I had made a “Sångblad” with the lyrics to the Small Frogs in both Swedish and English, as well as the snaps song “Helan går” in Swedish and “phonetic” English… No, we are not really singing about “Hell and Gore” when drinking snaps in Sweden ;-)

After the rain
After the rain the sun came out and then slowly set over the sea behind the palm trees… And then the vicious mosquitoes decided to feast on us! :?

A Puerto Rican Midsummer sunset
A Puerto Rican Midsummer sunset – over on the beach a wedding was taking place in the light of the setting sun

Oh, and nowadays there is a small network of Swedes in Puerto Rico – on Facebook! Hopefully we will organise a crayfish / shrimp party in August – with the 3-4 missing Swedes who couldn’t make it to the Midsummer picnic.

*) One of the Swedes who we didn’t actually know was a Swedish girl who contacted me through the blog a few weeks ago. She is in Puerto Rico for only a month while doing a yoga instructor course and I told her to come by our home whenever she had some time off. On Saturday she showed up 5 minutes before we leaving for the picnic so I told her to join us – talk about perfect timing!

Categories: Life in Puerto Rico · Sweden

Friday theme / Show & tell: Summer day / evening

June 19, 2009 · 32 Comments

Only two Friday themes left chosen by Annika and Desiree, unfortunately I missed last Friday’s theme which was “a 6-month photo review”. Today’s theme is “Summer day / evening” which is fitting as today is Midsummer’s Eve in Sweden! Next week the theme is “The light of the city” and then we take a break until September.

I wanted to write about summer evenings, but then I recalled that I wrote a post about that topic last year

Summer nights in Sweden need to be experienced – they have a special light, also in the south of the country where the midnight sun doesn’t shine, and the nights are very short – especially in June and July…

A misty bus stop at sunset
This is one of my all time favourites among my photos! My parents and I were on our way home on our bikes from a dinner with friends. It was the 27th July and probably around 10 o’clock at night and the mist was creeping up from the river…

So, maybe I should write about a summer day instead? I am going home to Sweden next Thursday and I am, of course, already planning what I want to do:

Wake up relatively early in the morning. Maybe walk to the baker’s trailer by the camping to buy some fresh rolls. Fetch the newspaper from the mail box on my way back. Prepare breakfast and settle down on the deck to read the newspaper while eating. I will read almost every article in the paper – I savour every opportunity to read the actual paper version instead of reading in front of the computer!

A row of post boxes

After breakfast I will do the dishes, no dish-washer in the summer house – that would almost be a sacrilege! Summer houses are supposed to be simple. In our old summer house we didn’t have hot water in the kitchen for many years and we had to take a small bucket to the bathroom to get hot water for the dishes.

Bikes lanes in Skåne

Maybe my sister and I will take the bikes to Åhus – cycling along the bike path through the forest. My friend P No 1 (who is getting married in two weeks’ time in Strasbourg) and I did a similar excursion last year. In Åhus we will check out the flea market shops, the designer shop called Percy’s and have an ice cream on the Ice Cream Boat. I wonder if they will have my favourite flavours Citronmaräng and Knäck this summer as well? On our way back we might choose to visit Äspets Rökeri, a smokehouse run by a friendly Dane, to buy some warm smoked salmon and mackerel.

Ice cream!
Not the ice cream on the boat but good enough

When returning home we won’t be very hungry after the big ice cream but we will make a light lunch with salad, Lingongrova (my favourite Swedish bread) and smoked mackerel.

Enjoying the hammock

In the afternoon my sister will go to the beach as she is almost as sun-loving as our mother. I might join her, or decide to stay around the house to read in the hammock. It is so peaceful to rock back and forth in the hammock, listening to the wind in the pine trees, the occasional car driving by on the road and people walking to the beach, so after a while I will put down the book and have a nap instead.

Caribbean colours by the Baltic
By the beach – the colour of this small house reminds me of the Caribbean

All of a sudden it starts to rain, and my sister comes rushing home from the beach. We gather inside and play a game of Skitgubbe (card game) while the rain pours down outside.

Summer rain

The smoked salmon will be dinner tomorrow night, and instead we make a barbeque dinner with oven-baked new potatoes. My father will stress us to have the meat ready when the coals are just right to put the skewers / kebabs on the grill.

BBQ dinner with oven-baked potatoes

After dinner my sister, mother and I go for a walk – heading down towards the sea, turn north and walk along the beach, passing the fisherman’s cabin and then walk west on the winding road. We walk past the summer houses painted in different colours while the sun is setting ahead of us. Just before the main road we turn to the left onto the trail / bike path where my sister and I cycled this morning. We meet a few people walking their dogs and we say hello, not because we know them but because you always greet people when in the countryside / forest. The evening walk is the perfect ending to a summer day in the summer house in Sweden… In one week’s time I will be there!

The July sun setting

Here are the other Friday bloggers:
Anki, Anna, Annika, Christel, Curieux, Desiree, Emma, Erica, IamAnnika, IngaBritt, Jemaya, Lena W, Leopardia, Mais-oui, Marie, Mia D, Millan, Minerva, Moster Mjölgumpa, Musikanta, Nilla, Norrsken & Stjärnfall, Petra H, Saltis, Sara, Simone, Sparkling, Strandmamman, Taina, Under Ytan, Victoria V and Västmanländskan.

We are not celebrating Midsummer’s Eve today, but tomorrow we are having a Swedish Midsummer picnic by the beach! Swedish B and I have invited the Swedes we know in Puerto Rico, including one guy who we haven’t met yet as he lives in Ponce, and other friends, both local and international. Let’s hope we are luckier with the weather than the Midsummer’s Eve party in Sweden last year… It is after all the rainy season in the Caribbean and it rains almost every day!

Categories: Challenges, lists, themes etc · Sweden

Bilingual and bi-cultural, is that a problem? Part III

June 8, 2009 · 20 Comments

I am finally sitting down to write the third post about bilingual and bi-cultural relationships, the first and second parts touched upon the subject of bilingualism. Today’s topic is bi-culturalism:

Yesterday I thought about culture twice; first when O came home from a morning photography walk telling me that it was the San Juan Gay Parade and that we should go and have a look, and then a second time when I suggested that we have an early sushi dinner at 6 o’clock in the evening (afternoon for O)…

Rainbow flags everywhere
The San Juan Gay Parade

A new relationship is always exciting; getting to know each other and figuring out personalities, interests, opinions, and values. When the relationship is bi-cultural, the differences can seem much bigger and more surprising – or maybe not, it all depends on the attitude. If you start any relationship, but especially a bi-cultural relationship, focusing on differences, then you will of course find differences. However, if you choose to focus on common denominators instead, I believe that the differences will be seen as fewer and more positive.

A beautiful costume
This was definitely the most beautiful costume yesterday – I was a little jealous!

For me the key is common values! O and I haven’t really had any major cultural misunderstandings or clashes, maybe because we met in a third country; Belgium where we were both foreigners. When we met, we had lived 5 (O) respectively 3 (me) years in Brussels so I guess we were already used to compromising when it came to culture. Our strongest national traits might have already been sandpapered down a little, adjusted to living, dating and working in a multicultural environment and therefore less obvious…

Amnesty at the parade
“All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights” on the Amnesty International banner. Unfortunately there was also a banner (at the side of the street) protesting against “the sin of homosexuality” but I don’t want to publish that one…

However, living abroad is no guarantee that you will be open to new cultures and traditions – I have seen many Swedes, Spaniards and French who, despite living abroad, have not been the least interested in compromising language, culture or plans for the future with a foreign partner. Many times the defining factor is why you moved abroad – was it an active choice or by necessity (not finding a job in your own country, being sent abroad by a company, trailing spouse…)? People who choose voluntarily to move abroad are usually more interested in getting to know other cultures while the “forced” expats focus on finding friends, partners and activites among their own. If they then happen to meet a foreigner and fall in love, they show less curiosity for the other person’s culture and rather an inclination to try to convert their new partner to become more Swedish, Spanish or French. Needless to say, these relationships will be prone to culture clashes, misunderstandings and one-sided compromises. In the long run they don’t usually last…

Posing at the parade

For me it is difficult to understand how a person, who claims to be in love with somebody, can show a complete disinterest in getting to know that someone’s cultural background! It is the same as saying that you are really not that interested in getting to know that person. Culture is such a big part of our personalities – whether we like it or not! I wouldn’t say that O is a typical Spaniard, and I would probably not be described as a typical Swede but we are still influenced by our nationalities and cultural backgrounds.

So getting back to why I thought of culture yesterday:

Despite that O grew up in a big catholic family in a small town in the middle of the Spanish countryside with little exposure to travelling, different cultures and languages, he is one of the open persons I know. And even though we come from two very different European countries, it has turned out that our core values are the same. I thought that enjoying the pride and excitement of a gay parade together with O was quite illustrative of our common values! We believe in everybody’s equal rights and opportunities, regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, religion, nationality, cultural background… Nothing revolutionary really, but unfortunately still not something that you can take for granted, not everybody agrees with the universalism of the human rights.

Beautiful costumes in the parade

The second time I thought of culture yesterday was when we went out for an early dinner – extremely early for a Spaniard who would typically never eat before 9 o’clock in the evening when at home in Spain… Regarding dinner times, we have actually had a few disagreements – I believe that it is ok to have an early dinner, especially on the weekends – sometimes even merging lunch and dinner (if breakfast & lunch is brunch, is lunch & dinner “lundi” or maybe “lunchdi”?)! I asked O yesterday if it felt weird to have had both dinner and drinks and to be heading home at 20.15 – he said yes, but added that it was quite practical as he needed to pack for his early business trip departure this morning.

A thirsty pink dog
Pretty in pink – and thirsty!

I think the secret to a happy bi-cultural relationship, just like bilingualism, is to show interest - you don’t have to embrace all the cultural traditions of your partner’s country, just like you don’t have to learn to speak his / her language perfectly -but learn at least the most basic words and expressions! A little cultural compromise goes a long way! In the future we will probably take turns in celebrating la fiesta de San Juan in O’s hometown* in Spain, and Midsummer’s Eve in Sweden, participate in Spanish Easter processions but have Swedish Easter eggs, and of course Christmas will be spent alternating between Spain and Sweden**!

Easter procession, Aragón, Spain
Spanish Easter Procession. NB The blood stains on the drum – the drummer shows his devotion by beating the drum until he bleeds…

The Easter egg has been filled...
Swedish Easter Egg filled with sweets – a more relaxed way of celebrating Easter

I think that there will be yet another post on bi-culturalism as I still have lots to say – hope you are still interested in reading my thoughts on the matter… And let me know what you think!

*) Isn’t it typical that of all the saints, Saint John has to be one of the patron saints of O’s village, whose celebration just happens to be coincide with the biggest cultural tradition in Sweden - Midsummer’s Eve!
**) I just hope that we can try to time the Swedish Christmas with my other friends who live abroad (Norway, Denmark and France) with foreign partners…

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Friday theme / Show & tell: Blue and yellow

June 5, 2009 · 33 Comments

Annika and Desiree have chosen the Friday themes for Show & tell in June and the first one is “Blue and Yellow”. I first thought it was “Yellow and blue” but the order doesn’t really matter!

Yellow flower with a blue sky

As a Swede you probably immediately think of the Swedish flag when you hear blue and yellow, or maybe of the classical Swedish jeans called Gul och Blå (Yellow and blue).

Swedish meatballs (and t-shirt) in Ikea, Zaragoza
My brother-in-law wearing a t-shirt in my honour ;-) while having meatballs in Ikea in Zaragoza

Tomorrow, the 6th June, is the Swedish National Day and since 2005 it is a public holiday in Sweden. The 6th June has been celebrated as the Day of the Swedish Flag since 1916, and in 1983 it became the National day.

The pavement in San Juan is blue for wheelchair crossings, yellow for illegal to park
The pavement in San Juan is painted blue for wheelchair crossings, the yellow line indicates that it is illegal to park

Maybe not a reference to the Swedish flag but in Swedish we say “to beat someone yellow & blue“, i.e referring to the colour of bruises… In English the bruises are “black and blue”. A few years ago a Swedish female singer sang a song called “Beat me yellow and blue“  (Dunka mig gul och blå) which became a controversial summer hit (did she refer to domestic violence or not?). I only heard it once and didn’t really think it was any good, but maybe it is one of those songs that grow on you?!

A blue and yellow Puerto Rican house
A blue and yellow Puerto Rican house

A Brussels metro sign
A blue and yellow metro sign in Brussels

I walked around our apartment looking for blue and yellow stuff – apparently not a very popular colour combination in our home even though I love blue, but not really combined with yellow… And this is what I found:

The Spanish grammar book in French is blue and yellow
The Spanish grammar book in French is blue and yellow (it’s mine, not O’s – I bought it in Belgium when trying to start learning Spanish)

Blue and yellow Dalacarlie horse
O’s Dalacarlie horse is blue and yellow, mine is smaller and red but unfortunately I don’t know where it is…

O's blue and yellow rugby shirt
O has a blue and yellow rugby shirt but I prefer his red and blue one…

Blue and yellow flip flops
I am starting to wonder who is the Swede in our household – O’s flip-flops…

The LP for Spain is blue and yellow, not the one for Sweden
Even the Lonely Planet for Spain is blue and yellow, while the LP for Sweden on the right is red and blue…

My blue and yellow mugs for pens
These mugs are mine though!

And finally I have to show O’s favourite t-shirt that my siblings gave him as a Xmas present 2007:

Not blue and yellow, but still a Swedish t-shirt
I think it is a really cool design and you can find more Swedish words on t-shirts here! Köttbulle means meatball.

And now I will check out how other bloggers have interpreted today’s theme:
Anki, Anna, Annika, Christel, Curieux, Desiree, Emma, Erica, IamAnnika, IngaBritt, Jemaya, Lena W, Leopardia, Mais-oui, Marie, Mia D, Millan, Minerva, Moster Mjölgumpa, Musikanta, Nilla, Norrsken & Stjärnfall, Petra H, Saltis, Sara, Simone, Sparkling, Strandmamman, Taina, Under Ytan, Victoria V and Västmanländskan.

Categories: Challenges, lists, themes etc · Sweden