Tuesday, November 29, 2011
|The crepe man|
Two years ago I was trying to recruit members to the university magic club by table hopping (wandering from table to table doing magic) in the largest cafeteria on campus where all the new students eat. You go to a table with lots of young girls, do some impressive tricks to make them scream, and then lots of boys sitting at tables nearby see this and want to become magicians. Not that doing magic actually helps you get girls (though you can impress them for a short time), but young boys are easily fooled this way...
Anyway, one day the crepe man was also there, and after the main lunch rush had finished and I had visited all promising tables left, I went over to buy a crepe from him. He was impressed that I could speak Japanese and talked to me for awhile. After that, he always talks to me when I pass him trying to sneak out of the cafeteria, so I always feel obliged to buy crepes...
Saturday, November 26, 2011
purikura pictures, but they also had a Polaroid camera. It has been a few years since I last saw a Polaroid camera, but that is a nice toy! They took pictures of me, the staff, other guests, too.
|Autumn in Sweden, rainy and cold.|
|More rainy Sweden.|
|Inside it is warm and nice, though. This is the guest room in my parents' house.|
|The guest room used to my room, 15 years ago.|
Sweden was rainy and cold, and in Sapporo it was snowing.
|My luggage, before getting beaten up by JAL.|
|My luggage, after getting beaten up by JAL.|
The trip went well, apart from my luggage being handled roughly by JAL (Japan Airlines), who usually are careful with my stuff, so one of the metal thingies are now hanging loose.
|When I get bored in airplanes I fold roses out of the paper napkin.|
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
|Magic Bar Stockholm|
Since I had Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday in Stockholm that should not be a problem I though. I might even get to see the stage show they do at the magic bar (I usually go home to Sweden in the summer, when the magic bar is either closed or has no stage show because of summer holidays... so that would have been nice).
|Melting inside. Very nice.|
|The magician, Mr Dannyman.|
|Apparently I was taking the same subway home as the magician, after he had changed into more casual clothes.|
|Very nice bread.|
|Elk poster and elk decorations.|
|Reindeer meat, Swedish cheese, Swedish mushrooms, on toast. Very good.|
|Fish soup with garlic toast.|
|The soup is more like a chopped up fish with vegetables and a little sauce. Not so much liquid. A heavier meal than I had anticipated. Very good.|
|Here is some elk meat, mushroom sauce, potatoes, and lingonberries (very Swedish). Good.|
We had a lunch meeting at a typical Swedish lunch restaurant. I had a very typical Swedish dish, fried bacon with beans (and potatoes, everything comes with potatoes).
|You get bread of different types with your lunch.|
|You also get salad with your lunch.|
|Technically, this is not salad but it is included in the salad buffe anyway.|
|My lunch: fried bacon, potatoes, beans. Very Swedish (traditional).|
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
In Sweden, pizza is considered junk food and is one of the few things you can eat without paying half your salary. And for some reason pizza in Sweden always comes with shredded cabbage.
|The most surreal of the Christmas decorations was this Santa thinking on which suit to put on this year. I like the Batman like thing with a reindeer mark.|
|More traditional decorations.|
|This years highlight according to a newspaper I read.|
|A Japanese (!) toy that is modeled on a Swedish (!) truck. Very meta.|
|A flying machine.|
|Subway, usually better than the commuter trains (not saying much).|
Just to be on the safe side I got out early, so even if the train I planned on taking would be late or even canceled, I could take the next train and still make it with time to spare. If they canceled both trains, I would be a little late, but almost in time, and what are the odds of that happening?
Apparently, the odds are pretty good. When I got to the station the board with train information announced that the train that should have left about an hour before I got there was coming to the station "soon". So they were about an hour behind schedule in the opposite direction, which meant no trains going there and then coming back in the direction I wanted to go... I also saw a huge mass of commuters, so I may not even get on the train if any showed up. So I gave up and called my dad to drive me to the subway (23 minutes away) instead.
The subway is more reliable, and I actually got to the hotel in time. On my way there, my colleague called me and explained that the commuter trains were having the normal problems, so despite him having had a 60 minute extra margin when starting, he would be at least 20 minutes late...
In Japan, trains are only late when there are natural disasters like earthquakes, hurricanes, or possibly snowstorms. And I have never seen a train that late even then :-)
Monday, November 21, 2011
|Plum pie about to be eaten|
Apparently, they get huge amounts of apples and plums, and do not know what to do with all of it. They made jam, marmalade, put lots in the freezer, dried some, and made all kinds of dishes with fruits. They still have lots left, so they made plum pie and apple cake today.