Just a few brief words about one person's impressions of our experience in Sweden (experience is always personal...and cannot be generalized.)
Not all Swedes are blonds
but I have never seen so many houses painted golden yellow. Against the bright blue sky, they remind one of their flag, and they brighten the long grey days.
Yes, most of the sports we see in our TV in our room are cross country on the snow
Children are well bundled and wear helmets outside our room to play on the hills because the snow is very icy. We watch our step.
Where to put the mounds of snow, one or two stories hight? Not in the sea, they say, so they are trucking it to the woods. One cannot count on it melting soon,
No sweets. Coffee breaks are cucumber sandwiches on dark bread with a little cheese. Hearty food and healthy.
Warm people who care for us well, tending us and handing us off to yet a new person as we go forth to speak and teach...and learn...in a new location. This afternoon it will be a train ride to Gothenberg.
There are candles on the table at every meal, including breakfast.
Lit candles to bring the light in a land yet filled with snow.
But, we here, like those at home in the United States, will celebrate the spring equinox together.