Yet another year has flown by. Andreas and I celebrated our 6 year anniversary with a day trip to Sigtuna, Swedens oldest city, which was founded in the year 980. Over a thousand years later it's a quiet, picturesque town visited by many. We had the most relaxing day strolling through the streets, eating good fika, and sitting by the lake enjoying the sunshine and one of the last warm days of Fall.
I won't bore you with explaining the intricacies of learning the Swedish language, but I would like to share what I consider to be some interesting insights I've stumbled upon along the way. Enjoy!
Bra is not an undergarment, instead it means good.
Bad isn't naughty, it's a bath.
Glass is appetizing because it's ice cream.
Tack isn't something you stick on a board, but how you thank people. Tack!
A gift isn't a present, it means poison... or marriage, haha. Coincidence, I think not.
Barn isn't connected to farming, it means children.
Kiss means to pee. Puss means kiss...yuck. Thankfully the pronunciation is different.
If you say you're full it means your drunk.
Fan is not something that provides a nice breeze, it's a curse word. Damn.
God means tasty. Gud means God.
A chef isn't a cook but a manager. A kock is a chef.
Hiss is an elevator.
And lastly, sex means the number six, but also sex - so be careful with that one.
It can be a little confusing at times. After being offered a morning snack, I once I told Andreas' parents ''no thank you, I ate wine for breakfast and was drunk.'' What I really meant to say was that I had just eaten some grapes and was full.
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This picture is from 09/19/2010,
the day my Swedish life began.