But for me the most important person at that day was SVEN. From our tango relationship we developed a friendship, which made Sven arrange the visit at his son´s exactly fitting our flight through Stockholm. As we arrived at 10 am and were to take a night train at 9 pm, meaning a whole day in Stockholm- Sven came to pick us up from the airport and spent a whole day with us. What a friend!
The first thing he did after picking us up with all the big luggage ( for the Lappish winter!), was go stop at supermarket´s and buy our favourite Swedish breakfast ingredients: mjuk tunnbröd, mjölkfil, actually blåbärfil, prästost, kaviar.
Finally our beloved tunnbröd med smör och ost. AND... rävgift, which is this SWEDISH COFFE as strong as to kill a fox! WELCOME TO SWEDEN, A&V!
Excited by my fresh Swedish, I read everything I found on my way. Even the milk story on the package.
My favourite spring flowers are vitsippor, a childhood memory.
I saw the first fresh leaves, just about to open. The Swedish, longig for the spring after a long winter, have a special word for this stage of the leaves: musöron ( av björklöven), which can be translated as mouse ears....
But something else drew Victor´s attention: