{"id":727,"date":"2010-04-13T14:46:01","date_gmt":"2010-04-13T14:46:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/?p=727"},"modified":"2010-04-13T15:04:59","modified_gmt":"2010-04-13T15:04:59","slug":"a-piece-of-sweden-everywhere","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/a-piece-of-sweden-everywhere\/","title":{"rendered":"A piece of Sweden everywhere?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Warning: This post contains some obsessive Swedish behaviour (<strong>beteende<\/strong>).<\/p>\n<p>Nothing makes me more Swedish than living abroad. And this is the story of my life, whenever I have left Sweden for a\u00a0 longer period, I have cherished anything slightly blue and yellow (<strong>bl\u00e5tt<\/strong> <strong>och gult<\/strong>) to the max. It&#8217;s almost a bit&#8230;silly, really. Nowadays,\u00a0our house\u00a0gets a proper Swedish decoration every Christmas and Easter. I &#8211; who can&#8217;t bake or cook &#8211; have all of a sudden become an expert on Lussebullar, gravadlax and herring. All year around, our dining table is decorated with a tiny Swedish flag and if Sweden is competing in any sport what so ever, I paint my face and scream my lungs out.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But another weird behaviour I have discovered recently is how I\u00a0almost (not really but almost&#8230;) \u00a0keep count on how many times a day I randomly stumble upon anything Swedish. Today, for example, I discovered that the toilet paper holder in a client&#8217;s office was made of the Swedish company\u00a0M\u00f6lnlycke, there were Singoalla cookies from G\u00f6teborgs Kex (who is actually located about one minute from my parents house) at the meeting, &#8220;the Swedish school system&#8221; was mentioned at the news this morning and about a\u00a0minute ago, I\u00a0noticed for the first time\u00a0that the water machine at my office was Made in Sweden. Not to mention the fact that this morning,\u00a0I had to walk over the bridge from where I can actually see TWO Swedish flags\u00a0 &#8211; one hanging from a restaurant owned by a Swede and the other one a sailing boat moored in the harbour. In other words, a good day for blue and yellow,<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, apart from the fact that the majority of us\u00a0are decorating our houses with flat pack furniture called things like L\u00e4ngtan and Tydlig and are walking around in clothes from H&amp;M, there seems to be tiny\u00a0pieces of Sweden all around me. Is this just me and my Swedish obsession or do you &#8211;\u00a0 who live in\u00a0other parts\u00a0of the world\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0see or hear Sweden\u00a0as often as I do? Please share your pieces of Sweden with us, anything slightly Swedish is welcome, the more odd the better!<\/p>\n<p>And &#8211; for any other Swedish obsessed people out there, I must share this lovely webpage, <a href=\"http:\/\/allatalarsvenska.se\/\">Alla Talar Svenska<\/a>. They have gathered every possible movie or TV-series (foreign)\u00a0where Sweden or a Swedish person appears. I bet you a tjuga (<strong>a Swedish 20 kronor note<\/strong>) that you can&#8217;t come up with one single movie or TV-episode that they haven&#8217;t thought of. Believe me, I have tried.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/9\/2010\/04\/The_swedish_flag_RGB_300DPI1.jpg\" aria-label=\"The Swedish Flag RGB 300DPI1 300x199\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-729\" title=\"The_swedish_flag_RGB_300DPI[1]\"  alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" \/ src=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/9\/2010\/04\/The_swedish_flag_RGB_300DPI1-300x199.jpg\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Photo: Bo Lind\/Sweden Image Bank<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<img width=\"350\" height=\"233\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/9\/2010\/04\/The_swedish_flag_RGB_300DPI1-350x233.jpg\" class=\"attachment-post-thumbnail size-post-thumbnail wp-post-image\" alt=\"\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/9\/2010\/04\/The_swedish_flag_RGB_300DPI1-350x233.jpg 350w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/9\/2010\/04\/The_swedish_flag_RGB_300DPI1-768x511.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/swedish\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/9\/2010\/04\/The_swedish_flag_RGB_300DPI1-1024x682.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/><p>Warning: This post contains some obsessive Swedish behaviour (beteende). Nothing makes me more Swedish than living abroad. And this is the story of my life, whenever I have left Sweden for a\u00a0 longer period, I have cherished anything slightly blue and yellow (bl\u00e5tt och gult) to the max. It&#8217;s almost a bit&#8230;silly, really. 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