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City under siege

I was leaving my apartment this morning and walked north along the narrow streets. Suddenly I heard a voice somewhere shouting “Nooo! I’m innocent!” (though in juvenile Swedish). I then saw two soldiers in camouflage uniforms running across the intersection with assault rifles and heavy comm gear.

Somewhat sleepy I walked across the intersection and beheld a young man tied to a lamp pole with a dozen armed soldiers surrounding him, and he shouted “I don’t know anything about the bomb!”.

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Return of Ostindiefararen

After two years at sea, the large ship Ostindiefararen today reached it’s final destination, my home town Gothenburg. It had sailed from Gothenburg to Guangzhou (Kanton) in China, visiting the ports of Recife, Cape Town, Jakarta, Shanghai and many more on it’s voyage. I just got back from the harbor, where we saw the ship lay anchor and heard speeches from both the Swedish king Carl Gustaf as well as the Chinese president Hu Jintao.

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The chinese boat gets shanghaied

For half a decade, there has been a strange boat situated in the Gothenburg harbour. It is the Chinese restaurant called Floating Sea Palace, cleverly disguised as a dragon ship. It has no engine and the dragon has seen better days, but it has been there for an eternity in my mind. Situated just outside the window of my previous office location, it was surrounded by a bit of office lore.

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Let it snow

The temperature of today is more like an early autumn day, but that doesn’t stop people from decorating Gothenburg with all sorts of lights. As always, there is only one rule: More than last year. But it seems like the expensive tradition is catching up on people.

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Best coffee in town

Unlike many other parts of the world, Sweden has a fairly good tradition of freshly brewed, strong coffee. In fact, there is not a single Starbucks vendor in the entire country! However, there is good coffee and there is great coffee. Most worshipers of the black gold have their own personal favorites in their local area, and the following are my favorite coffee shops in Gothenburg.

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One night at the opera

Just returned from a play of Verdi’s old masterpiece Rigoletto at the Gothenburg Opera. The set was placed in quite a modern time-frame, thus abandoning the centuries-old settings. This made the title character a bit awkward in his role as the “court jester” to the prince. The assassin was great, even though he didn’t have to do more than walk around, looking dangerous. The soprano was quite a crowd pleaser. I failed to feel sympathy for poor Rigoletto this time as well. In fact, he was doomed even before the fat lady sang.

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Butter fish with mojo

I had a dish called “butter fish” today at the local English pub called Notting Hill (Yes, it has a blue door, in case you were wondering). I kept wondering whether it was by any chance related to the infamous “butter chicken” served every friday at Bombay, only a couple of spear throws away.

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The Green Goblin is innocent

Every now and then the newspapers use a totally non-news issue as cover story. This makes me both happy and sad at the same time. Happy, since it tells that nothing spectacularly evil happened today. As we all know, the only cover stories that sell are about horrible accidents, royal sex scandals and innocent blood spilled.

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Nobody to fear but ourselves

While following the current American presidential election and realizing the most probable outcome, it is only natural to ponder the doom of civilization. We are bound by the laws of ethics and morale, not to mention the laws themselves, to be nice to each other and stay away from the path of destruction.

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