"Excuse me, do you speak English?"
The poor guys was just trying tog get lunch. He had chosen a Swedish Chinese grill. The Chinese girl only spoke Swednese. The Estonian tourist had reasonable English and had tried for menu in English. He got a menu, in Swedish.
"Yes I do" He was very pleased indeed as I translated the whole menu from Swedish to English, then because he was still in trouble, ordered for him in my bad Swedish. He thanked me, and as he walked away turned and added, "Your English is very good". "Tack", I replied with a smile that was getting broader as I walked away.
A drop of rain hit the window pane at an oblique angle leaving a tiny diagonal slash of water. It is the first of many. I only notice it's detail because I am lying on the bed watching. This soggy summer continues. It was sunny when I met the Estonian Tourist in Granna, but that was two weeks ago. Local friends are buying tickets for hot destinations, and leaving. Time to regroup. Who stayed home? Let's see.
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