Tuesday June 27 Aight fam, here’s the lowdown: I love tomatoes. Be sliced, diced, pureed or sautéed, in a box, with a fox – I’ll eat tomatoes any way, whadda ya say. But I have re-planted so many tomato plants in the past 36 hours, if I had to tie a stalk to a post…
Month: June 2023
Day 10 – First Impressions
Soderala, Sweden, Monday June 26 Only thing that keeps us apartIs seven thousand miles, running like a mad dogOnly thing that keeps us apartIs a different timezone -Maneskin, Timezone Hot showers have got to be the absolute best thing in the entire freaking world. Chocolate is tasty, money would be nice, love is desirable. But….
Day 9 – Betwixt and Between
Sunday June 25 Balancing a platter on one arm, I successfully maneuvered the door handle without dropping a single roll. If you think about the spherical shape in its very name, you can easily see how that was quite the feat. Ana followed me out the door, the mountain of seasoned potatoes in its container…
Day 8- The Day After Tomorrow
Saturday June 24 – Midsommar Day I heard the familiar ping from the messenger notification. It was from Pernilla, my Swedish cousin. Her boyfriend Peter counted as a cousin too, since with my mother’s cousin’s half-family relation I’m equally as un-related to him as I am to her. Even though I’m only distantly related to…
Day 7 – A Midsommar Night’s Dream
Friday June 23 – Midsommar Eve Therefore I think I am not in the night; Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company, For you, in my respect, are all the world. Then how can it be said I am alone, When all the world is here to look on me? – William Shakespeare When…
Day 6 – The Power of Fika
9:05pm – Thursday June 22, 2023 I rush in the building, the heavy glass double doors propped open to let in the warm summer breeze. I would not make a good Swede based on perpetual tardiness alone. . . The directions on my phone took me up and around the east side, so I missed…
Day 5 – Somewhere in Stockholm
Byline of Today: Saying Yes to the Dress Alright, before you say it, yes I know, 5 comes after 1. So that means there are four days in sequential order that I am missing. (I did catch four flights and two bus rides in two days if that counts as an explanation of some kind….
Live Logs: An Introduction
The floorboards creak as I sneak out of my dormitory, my striped socks slipping on the worn yet polished wood. The clock in the entryway reads five past five in the morning. It’s one of those metal ones you see latched on to high school hallways, constantly reminding us we are again running late. At…