One day has passed by and silence installed itself... Health still hasn't improved and the results of the testing aren't ready either. Life has kind of stopped in one of the worse moments for that kind of pause. All that is there to do, seems to be to wait and to rest...
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Since writing is a bit out of question at the moment, with my painfully swollen fingers, Swedish studies have taken a whole lot different twist.
For starters, I did finish that episode nr. 4 of "Kommissarie Winter" - out of all that I have seen so far (4 and 1/2 in total), episodes nr. 3 and 4 were surely the best ones. I must, though, make a severe criticism - the directing of the episodes is in general quite great, bordering on artistic really (except perhaps that really really really bad running scene, in the beginning of the 5th episode), but the script lacks information (not all ends seem to meet, which is pretty bad in a crime story) and there is the repetitive use (in EVERY episode!) of sex scenes and running-after-the-supposed-bad-guy scenes. All in all, I guess, the actors do a pretty good job - except maybe for Fredrik-the cop, who seems to have a thing against foreigners and happens to be together with the only non-Swedish-looking female in the squad... Hmmm...
Needing a break from all the criminal stuff - and mostly needing a rather easy laugh - yesterday night was time for "Sällskapsresan", with the always peculiar character "Stig-Helmer Olsson". We haven't watched the entire movie yet, though (but enough for me to finally figure out why Stefan kept on telling me that you'd get orange juice if you pressed the overhead button on a plane... Hmm!...). It seems always to go by halves...
But what I really wanted to tell you about is something a bit different... :-) I did tell you about my quick visit to IKEA, but I haven't yet rambled on about all the interesting things that exist there for us Portuguese. :-)
Well, today I'm going to tell you about two extremely interesting articles they're selling - the "Trampa" doormat and the "Bestå" bookcase storage system.
As for trampa, it's Swedish for "step on", but it's Portuguese, for... - hmm... how to put it in a minimally appropriate way - ... "crap". :-S So, not only it probably makes the buyer laugh his head off, it makes me laugh myself senseless, just at the thought of turning to someone, pointing to the mat and gently asking them to - "please, do clean your shoes on our crap mat, will you?". :-)
As for the Bestå, the thing with it is that Portuguese people have no clue on how it's pronounced - an A is an A here (independently of whatever they wanted to mean with putting a º over it! Hm!) - so Besta it is! And the things with "besta" is that it means "beast" and seems to be a quite handy word to scream out in traffic to the guy that just stole your parking space. So, it's not at all uncommon to hear people asking the assistance of an IKEA employee, because they'd need some help to put their "beast shelf" together. I'm yet to figure out if anyone seems to react to the word or if they're just playing cool, happily putting a face for the sake of not caving in to the obviously funny name. But I've decided that one of these days, when I'm tired of throwing myself on their sofas and beds, of moving around the decoration of their showrooms (hmm... should I even be saying these things?!...) or of going around touching the bedding, I'll make sure that I'll occupy some of the employee's time by asking all there is to possibly ask about a "beast shelf" - I'm waiting to be corrected or, at least, to see if anyone reacts to the "beast"! :-)
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Now I'm going to lay this computer to rest and do the same to myself... Time for a book now!
Have a great weekend everyone! :-)
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