My friend Johanna and I at a Dagensparty in Iida and Erik’s apartment. Dagens are a drink made of white wine, Sprite, and frozen strawberries. Sometimes they are frozen raspberries instead. The name “dagens” means “daily” or “today’s” and is usually used for the daily specials at restaurants. I’m not really sure why this drink is called the daily special, unless you’re supposed to have it every day.
Archive for February, 2009
*=Not pictured are some boxes of photos and other “archives” I have in my parents’ basement in Louisville. Those boxes would fit here in this photo, though. I also have a guitar case that isn’t in the picture. But, okay, other than those things – which would all fit in these closets – shown here really is everything I own.
Oh yeah, and I guess you’re not seeing the clothes I was wearing or the camera I used to take the picture. But seriously, other than those things…
After a few days, I moved in with a Dutch guy named Sander in another suburb of Stockholm called Hagsštra. I found him and the apartment on the internet and made contact with him from America, so I already had this lined up. He is a carpenter who moved to Sweden about a year ago. Because of all the snow, moving in took a few days, even though I only own two bags of stuff. These are some photos of the apartment. It’s about a 10-minute walk to the Tunnelbana (subway) and from there it’s only about 17 minutes to the center of Stockholm.
Night view of a frozen park and forest seen from Iida and Erik’s kitchen window. They live on the eighth floor, which Swedes call the seventh floor. The ground level is always zero. You can’t really see it in the photo but there are some people out there cross-country skiing.
A quiet scene of the courtyard between the apartment buildings. I thought this looked kind of scary and reminded me of the awesome Swedish vampire movie “LŚt den Rštte Komma In” (trailer).
When I first arrived in Stockholm, I stayed with my friends Iida and Erik in a suburb called Haninge. This is the Handen station of the PendeltŚg (commuter train) near their house in Haninge. I was greeted with several days of heavy snow. Welcome to Sweden!
This is a photo of the television playing the amazing movie “King of Kong” which is a documentary from 2007 about the fight for the world record Donkey Kong score. As you can see, it is subtitled in Swedish. All the programming shown here is run in its original language with subtitles. This is part of why Swedes speak perfect English. An interesting fact I learned about the Swedish language is it contains no words which are considered inappropriate for broadcasting. Every word in the language can be said on television.
My dear friend Emma Pettersson and her cat SkrŚllan, whose hair is still all over my stuff. This was the third occasion in a year’s time that I have stayed in her MalmŲ apartment. We also met up last summer when she and fellow MalmŲ friend Wictoria Trei were visiting New York City.