Then there were a bunch of performances we never got to, as we got sided tracked by this amazing thing. Fun, just because we can!
Swedegirl in A Bubble, in the canal of Malmö
Me and Swedegirl!
There was tons of street food, but I have to note how many 'Moose' booths there were! (About 10,000 wild moose a year are hunted here to keep the population in check). Woked Moose? Moose Kebab (which is really like gyros, in Sweden that is called 'Kebab'), and more moose, reindeer, and wild boar!And if you want to pass on the moose, you can wait in the long line for the Pickled Herring/ Sill! My hopes were up when I saw this sign for New Orleans food. Pralines? Crawfish? Gumbo? Po' Boys? Nah, burgers. 'American' Food! (We ate ate an American BBq place that had nice BBQ, actually.)In the American game 'Candyland', Licorice guy is the bad guy. In Sweden Licorice, especially salted licorice, is LOVE. After developing a love of circle dances at Midsommar, Swedegirl jumped right in on this exotic 'Square Dancing' lesson offered on the rink where she learned to ice skate this winter. Again, there were tons of hip dance performances, but my girl has a knack for loving the kitch like I do. She thought the lady wit htthe green skirt looked like a princess. A Swedish Square dancing Princess. And SHE danced with her! I did a nice pan of the park, you can see Muslims hoola hooping, and the hip parent park scene. Malmö Swedes know how to dress, if I did not mention that. Folkets Park is the hipster parents Scene, man. Sweden, where the parents are hipper, the clothes are cuter, and you can run around in a big ball on the water while listening to a jug band, and finish up with some stir fried moose and chocolate puddin'. Oh yeah.