Waiting for Summer

The snow is already gone, but yesterday and today have been very cold and sunny here in DC. I am longing for summer. Being Swedish does not necessarily mean that you support cold well, it just means that you know how to dress. The key word is layers! And I hate wearing a lot. And once I am outdoors I never really know what to do except go for a walk. In the summer on the other hand all you have to do is to bring a book and find a bench or a spot in the grass and then you can stay out for hours and being completely reenergized after a day! Only two months left till spring…

 

In the meantime, I am again giving you my childhood favorite story about Pablo the Penguin:

 

  

 

Sightseeing and Salsa – A Sunny Weekend in DC

I have had a wonderful weekend! Jenny just left a few hours ago and I was reluctant to let her go. Although I know a lot of people here and I do things on my spare time, it still feels a bit lonely now and then, being away from friends and family. So having Jenny-O here over the weekend was lovely!

Jenny-O and I go back a few years. We got to know each other when we were both working at Pharmadule in Stockholm, before I moved to Rome. If I remember it correctly, we got to know each other through a somewhat failed attempt to start going to the gym together. Anyway, she is one of these persons that I do not know very well but that I always enjoy seeing and I always can talk easily with. We only worked together for a few months and have not lived in the same city since, but every time we meet (which is usually not more than maximum once a year), we can just pick up from where we left off. So even though we do not see each other very often, we still try to keep in touch and meet up whenever we can. I have a couple of friends like that and I really try to keep in touch with them because I value them highly.

After having breakfast Saturday morning at my usual breakfast place, Firehook, Jenny and I spent the rest of the day just walking around DC; looked at the White House and the monuments, and visited various parts of North West. In the evening, we first went for a drink in a local bar close to my place before going to a small cocktail party at a colleague’s of mine. After a bit of mingling, we finally met up with my colleague M and his friend at a Salsa place up by Columbia. I have basically not danced salsa since I lived in Guatemala and I had forgotten how fun it is. I was a bit rusty though, but the place was packed with people and there was not much room for extravagant moves anyway, so I did alright. (Got compliments from a guy from Brazil who asked if I had spent some time in Latin America since I could not have learned to dance this well anywhere else. Thought I was awesome – almost Latino – until it turned out that he had learned to dance salsa when he came to the US a few years ago. So not much more of a Latino dancer that I! And so much for trying to impress with my cool salsa moves….) But it was fun, fun, fun, and I encourage everyone who has not yet tried to dance salsa to do so!

Today was more quiet and we basically just had breakfast at Love Cake on U Street, and then walked around the neighbourhood a bit before ending up with another coffee at some out-door tables by Dupont Circle.

I am now trying to motivate myself to read some articles on the agricultural sector in Albania for a small background note that I am writing. Am a bit addicted to Entourage atm and am very tempted to just crawl down under a blanket and watch a few episodes instead. Which is of course not how you prioritize if you want to do a career in a highly competitive organization. Well maybe just one episode would not be that bad…?

Breakfast at Firehook

Tourists by the White House

The reflecting pool and the Washington Monument – less crowded

than last weekend

 

The Lincoln Memorial

 

The view from the Lincoln Memorial

 

The Kennedy Center

Sunday afternoon coffee in the sun

Friday Evening on 16th Street

I rarely check out the Swedish evening press, but I did so tonight and it made me realize how long I have been away. I don’t really recognize the famous people they write about anymore. Or maybe I am just getting old and not keeping updated on new celebrities?

 

It is Friday evening and I am cleaning and doing laundry. It is not as sad as it sounds. I am waiting for Jenny-O, a former colleague of mine who is coming down from NY this weekend. And since I am normally a bit messy, I am trying to get my apartment in order before she arrives. (I have to add though that the laundry room was worryingly busy tonight compared with last time I did laundry, which was on a Sunday afternoon!) In a minute, I will start preparing waffles. (Yes, I do cook from time to time.) Jenny-O won’t get here until midnight so we will just stay in tonight and have late night tea. Tomorrow will be a day for sightseeing and going out. I am looking forward to showing someone my new hometown!

 

Santa Lucia Season

The week before December 13 was one of singing for me. It was the week before Santa Lucia and even if I normally have a couple of performances a year when I am in Sweden it is always more intensive when I am abroad as there is always a high demand for Lucia performers among Swedish companies and representations. My first year in Paris I had over 20 performances in a week. This year was less hectic and I only did six performances mainly for different events organized by the Swedish embassy. And even if this particular ensemble was not the most professional I have been singing with (mainly Swedish au-pairs and almost all of them blond and super pretty, well fulfilling the stereotype of Swedish girls) it did get me into Christmas mood.

 

But best of all was that the Swedish opera singer Mats Carlsson sang during two of our performances at the House of Sweden. He sang O Holey Night or Adam’s Song (Adolphe Adam) and I it was a magnificent experience – I have rarely heard anything alike. It was amazing and an honour to have had the opportunity to sing at the same occasion as him.

 

Lucia performance at the House of Sweden

 

Mats Carlsson singing with us

 

Note that the pictures are not mine, they are from swedishscene.com and swedenabroad.com.

 

Santa Lucia

 

For all of you who are not familiar with the Swedish tradition it dates back to the days when the Catholic Church tried to do away with old pagan tradition that persisted up in the cold North. This particular one was on the longest night of the year when the Vikings had a mid-winter feast with a little too much food and alcohol to be really appreciated by the church which wanted to give this day a new tradition. This in the then Julian calendar was the day of Saint Lucia – the saint of light. Hence the tradition of celebrating Santa Lucia arose.

 

Eventually with the change of calendar to the Gregorian this day ended up on December 13 and many hundred years later (and a lot happened in between), today’s tradition started taking shape. On the morning of the 13 before the sun rise, a girl dressed in a white nightgown with long red silk belt and a crown of candles leads a choir of “handmaids” and “star boys”. They tradition is that they come with breakfast and they sing specific Lucia songs but sometimes also Swedish Christmas carols.

 

Kids wake up their parents in the morning with coffee and Lucia (saffron) buns as well as do performances in kindergarten and in schools. And with less strict gender roles, boys are now a days now also allowed to be Lucias.

 

There are also real Lucia concerts all over Stockholm and Sweden sometimes with several hundred singers. It is a very peaceful and non commercialized tradition that brightens up some of the darkest days of the year.  

Holiday in Sweden

Yet another holiday has passed and I am now back in my apartment in D.C. Time flew as always and I did not have the chance to see everyone that I wanted to see. Cara Carro thinks I am too busy when I am in Sweden, since I am actually on vacation and really should rest and reenergize. But the truth is that seeing my family and friends is the sole reason for going to Stockholm several times a year. Although I highly recommend Stockholm city and the archipelago for tourists, I am not there for the city scene or the beautiful environment. So not spending as much time as possible seeing people is a bit of a waste of vacation days. Days that I instead could have passed on a tropical island or at a World Heritage site off the beaten track in some remote area of the world. Or simply at a side walk café in Paris.

 

Anyway I saw many (including my cousins grandson, six week-old Teo – the latest addition to my family), ate a lot, took walks around wintry Stockholm, and spent time in my apartment, reading Austin and Harry Potter and watching the traditional screening of Bergman’s Fanny and Alexander on TV. Simply Christmas!

 

And I was way too lazy to post anything on the blog, so above comes a bit of a recap. Best wishes to all of you for the New Year! 

 

Christmas Eve:

 

Linnea before dinner on Christmas eve in Malte’s and Jessica’s and Linnea’s apartmenrtt.

 

Malte preparing the first of our five course dinner

 

Mamma and Jessica having glögg before dinner

 

Opening of Christmas gifts

 

Me and Linnea