The Girl Who Kicked the Swedish Chef

Trip Start Nov 19, 2013
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Trip End Nov 29, 2013


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Flag of Sweden  , Skåne,
Monday, November 25, 2013

Can we just take a moment and admire that blog title? It contains not only a Swedish literary reference, but also a Muppet reference, AND a nod to my husband's profession. So for those of you who read my blogs (all 2 of you, counting Matt) and think "I too am capable of banging out some random snarky international observations," let me remind you that I have taken years to cultivate my craft. This sh*t is HARD. It is not easy to document one's adventures, fueled only by alcohol and sarcasm. I do it so you don't have to.

Anyway...today we ticked a new country off our list: Sweden! Yes indeed, the land of IKEA, meatballs, and ABBA. Of girls with dragon tattoos and Muppets of indecipherable accents. It's entirely possible we only visited Sweden to exploit its treasure trove of punny cultural references for my blog titles.

We caught the 9:15am train from Copenhagen to Malmo, Sweden. In 2000, a railway bridge was completed that spans the two countries; and speaking as someone who travels over freeway bridges regularly, I'm not exaggerating when I say the view was stunning. It was another cloudless, sunny morning, and the sunlight off the Nordic Sea was blindingly beautiful.

Also, the 45 minute ride was a bargain because ummmm...we sort of forgot to buy tickets. Anyway! Onto new nations!

Exiting the train station, we made our way through the lovely Old Town to our hotel. Frankly, Sweden looks nothing like what I'd expected. There were beautiful half-timbered German buildings, and lots of tall, ornate 18th century buildings lining the canal. It looks similar to Copenhagen, actually. I guess I was expecting an entire town decorated like an IKEA catalog. With meatballs.

There is a surprising lack of stuff to do in Malmo, despite its being one of the largest cities in Sweden. We strolled their pedestrian strogade, which was filled with high-end retail. We're not big shoppers (particularly at Scandanavian prices), so we walked through town to see Malmo's biggest draw, the Malmo Castle.

...and having seen Malmo Castle, I do believe that Sweden's definition of "castle" differs somewhat from mine. To be blunt, it was the ugliest freaking castle that we've ever seen. If it weren't for the surrounding moat, one would think this squatty block was an abandoned factory. So, given that we'd seen the city's two biggest draws before 2pm, and the wind chill factor was about 25 degrees, we ceased outdoor activities. We spent the rest of the afternoon sampling Swedish pastries and taking much-needed naps.

There isn't much nightlife here, particularly on a Monday night, and sadly there is no Tivoli to go to, so we hit the movies to see The Hunger Games 2 (note: kick-ass adaptation of the book). Tomorrow we head back west to Denmark to see the town of Odense.
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Karin on

Fueled only by alcohol and sarcasm. Ha ha ha.

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