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Wise words indeed. And while I have not been able to locate myself just yet (not that I have been looking) I have been enjoying one of those other travel cliches, and that is Living Like The Locals or Attempts Thereto.
Yesterday I rode my wonderful Stockholm City Bike to a Swedish Hasbeens garage sale.
and bought some new clogs ridiculously cheaply. HELLO, LOVERS!
NB: It is worth mentioning that I wore a very similar shoe to my Year 7 graduation AND Confirmation. I believe they were purchased from Jeanswest in the Mandurah Forum (or possibly from Betts & Betts).
After this, I met up with my boss who is here to attend PLAIN 2011, and we had a jolly old time shopping and wandering through town.
At one point we stopped for coffee here, and someone tapped me on the shoulder and said "Chops! You found the place! How was your day yesterday, have you been out kayaking yet?" It was a lovely bloke I had met a few night ago at dinner, a fellow Melburnian now living in Sodermalm. It is one thing to run into a friend or two at Brother Baba Budan, it is quite something else to run into somebody you met while overseas on your own in a city you'd been in for about 60 hours.
We had such a fabulous day yesterday that it was 4.30 before we realised we should probably stop for some lunch. I was quite restrained in my purchases, all things considered, as I was sorely tempted to buy about 80 extremely heavy, fragile, and practically-impossible-to-transport Swedish ceramics. Here are my treats.
I will say this about about the Swedes: they know how to bust out a bold geometric print like nobody's bizniz.
Today I will be OUT AT SEA, IN A KAYAK, as my lovely father would say, before conference registration tonight. I have a lovely pale pink waterproof jacket on, so if we happen to capsize I hope to be mistaken for a giant salmon and perhaps a handsome Swedish fisherman will reel me in.
Ms Chops, Fearless Sea Adventurer
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