Or as it is called in Swedish: fredagsmys (sorry Sporty-Petra, jag vet att du kräks på det uttrycket😉 ). This is my first blog post in a really long time, it was a good decision to take a blog break but I have missed the blog world and I hope that I will keep up the motivation now to continue blogging.
November is usually, together with February, the months people dislike the most (at least in northern Europe) and maybe it is just the novelty of not having spent the month of November in Europe for 3 years, but I wore a smile when leaving the office this afternoon…
- the rain
- the pitch darkness so typical of November
- that O is in Spain (and will head to Puerto Rico on Sunday for a week*)
- and that I had to change metro line twice and then take a tram but it was voluntary** because:
I went to one of the two Scandinavian shops in Brussels to buy some Swedish interior design magazines for my “fredagsmys” at home, which also included a nice plate of pasta, some dark Côte d’Or chocolate with marzipan, left-over Gato Negro (2005) from O’s and my dinner together before his departure, lit candles and soft Swedish music (Cajsa-Stina Åkerström).
My soundtrack while crossing town was determined by my iPod – I always have the “shuffle songs”-function on and it sounded something like this:
- Karenina – Joakim Thåström
- My Sharona – The Knack
- She’s in fashion – Suede
- Insane in the brain – Cypress Hill
- Dangerous – Roxette
- Candela – Buena Vista Social Club
- Beautiful Girl – INXS
- Creep – Radiohead
- La femme d’Argent – Air
- Somewhere I belong – Linkin Park
- Parklife – Blur
- Je marche à l’envers – Ophélie Winter
As you might have noticed my iPod music selection is very diverse but not very updated… I like nostalgic music, it makes me smile!
Maybe the smile on my face was also thanks to:
- appreciative colleagues and my boss who told me today that she doesn’t know what she will do without me in January… (contract cannot be prolonged after Christmas)
- being wished Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year twice today (!!)
- a message on Facebook from an old primary school friend who told me that he also lives in Brussels and that we should meet up (last time was at least 10 years ago)!
- a demonstration in front of the European Council building (Justus Lipsius) – I didn’t recognise the flag and could only make out “EU” from protesters’ chanting but it was just such a Brussels scene…
- steamy windows on the tram
- wet leaves on the ground (making the cobbled stoned pavement very slippery though)
- two giggling Danish girls on the tram
- an invitation by friends to go to the Netherlands tomorrow to eat moules (mussles – I will skip them and eat something else)
- another invitation for Sunday brunch from the Swedish-Cypriot couple whose wedding we attended in Cyprus last month
- another Facebook message from a Finnish friend who practised his Swedish (Hej min älskling / Hur står det till? / Var är mitt grammatikhäfte? / Jag vill ha mellanöl***)
- And the thought of writing my first blog post since September!
I wish that I could illustrate this post with some cosy photos but as I am using the old, slow laptop from 2003 that doesn’t have a camera-memory-slot and I have misplaced the adapter, you will just have to make do with this song that I have been listening to tonight:
PS Two recommendations for the expat Swedes: Våra Vänners liv on svtplay.se and Så mycket bättre on tv4play.se. Så bra! Om ni skyndar er innan imorgon (?) hinner ni se Lill-Babs, Tomas Di Leva, Christer Sandelin, Plura, Lasse Berghagen och September sjunga Petters raplåtar – helt underbara versioner! (eller kolla på youtube)
*) Before you ask: Yes for business – I got the question from a friend a few days ago and I told her that there would be no way I let O go to Puerto Rico on holidays without me!
**) My usual way home is with a direct tram line…
***) Random Swedish phrases that go something like “Hello my darling / How are you / Where is my grammar book / I would like some medium strength beer… Doesn’t really make sense but I guess that’s what he learnt in school, ha ha!