Have you ever been stuck in an elevator before – one of those old rackety ones in older apartment buildings. No? Well, let me tell you… It’s no fun.
Hello again, and welcome to another edition of #TrulySwedish.
Before I get started with my next post, I thought that I would say a little something about how I get the ideas of what to post. It has nothing to do with me thinking that Swedish traditions are weird – these are actually things that I have found to be quite enjoyable. I’ve been very open to these experiences, and I usually learn something about myself in the process. That’s what makes it so interesting. The blog is also a good reminder to myself – maybe in 10 years I’ll look back at this blog and think, “Wow, I used to think that was weird?”
This edition is about three things that I was able to experience in more or less rapid succession: the importance (and significance) of laundry times, Östermalm’s old ladies, and a Swede’s fear of confrontation. This one is more of a rant from an American – one that is not afraid to speak and be heard. Continue reading