I've never been to Scandinavia before, and you know what has really struck me? (Apart from the the 120mph winds which followed me here.)
It's really, really quiet.
I've just got back from 6 circuits of the Winter Wonderland that is the Tivoli Gardens (pictured - but not my picture, I forgot to bring the lead!). Every building, tree, natural (and unnatural) feature, animal, person, kiosk and merry-go-round is completely decked out in lights. But the rides and stalls aren't blasting loud music at you (often no music at all), people aren't shouting at each other, there are no violent sound effects to assault your ears, even the people plummeting to earth from the Great Pointing Thing of Death (not its official title, I'm sure) are screaming ever so sedately.
I love it. I may move here.
The Great Pointing Thing of Death made me laugh. I love your SOH. Enjoy your holiday. x
ReplyDeleteI've only been there once, about 300 years ago, and I remember still those lights. Enjoy your visit.
ReplyDeleteCan you imagine the queues for 'The Great Pointing Thing of Death', over here? Perhaps they'll install one in time for the Olympics. Of course, it would have to be javelin-shaped.
ReplyDeleteYou may have to stay there. Britian is moving away from Europe at the moment and you may not be let back in.
ReplyDeleteFran - But you can picture it can't you?
ReplyDeleteSusan - They still speak of you in folk tales here! 8-)
Martin - Yeah but the UK version would require some modifications: it would have to include a Wall of Maximum Volume and the lights would have to PULSE rather than twinkle.
Dave - At least it's not a Euro(genous) Zone
Just re-enter via Scotland, which is, apparently, drifting in the direction of Scandinavia.
ReplyDeleteYou've made me wish I was there, now! Those are the bestkinds of holidays, when you want to actually live there, methinks! <3
ReplyDeleteThat looks so wonderful and magical. Glad you're having a good time. I'd love to see Scandinavia someday.
ReplyDeleteYou can come back now. We're missing you.
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