Friday, May 11, 2007

Springtime in Stockholm

An update:

Good news: my Swedish is good for reading novels, and I use it in everyday life without causing people to instantly begin speaking English with me in a chivalrous attempt to salvage what's left of my dignity.

Bad news: I haven't been able to find a steady job in Stockholm, and it's getting to the point where I'm somewhat burnt out. But: onward and upward -- let us not tarry over depressing details.

I am thinking of making my next entry about the incredibly dashing style of dress of Stockholm's octogenarians. These octogenarians are the best dressed I've ever seen, with the notable exception of my dear grandfather Theodore Alphonse, who wins the prize.

I will hopefully have my camera up and running, and then it will be an illustrated commentary on the dashing Swedish over-eighty crowd.