Judge by the cover

Stockholmers love to read. Summertime-lack-of-free-morning-paper-crisis makes them read even more books than usual, which is particularly visible during my tube ride to work in the morning (it's empty, so one gets to see more than the back of a co-traveller in front). They read paperbacks, mostly romance and crime, which is better than nothing, say I, the one who judge people by their cover.

A pick-a-book place should be available on all major tube stations in Stockholm, I think. Spots like that are wonderful: on the boat that L takes to work every day there is a bookshelf where the travellers can leave books that they do not want to have, for other passangers to pick them up. You leave Mari Jungstedt, pick up Henning Mankell. For example. No money needed, no strange librarian either.

We saw a spot like that in our hotel on Samui this summer. Mostly Scandinavian books, which means that the habit of leaving the books you have read already and do not want to keep is typical to the region. One of the reasons I like it here, actually. The one that makes me like it a lot!

Launching another M

Marta, a girl of many faces, my sweet friend whom I am seeing no later than tomorrow night at the Poznan airport, is writing a blog. You can find it here! From countryside with love.

Nightswimming

Zielone curry

Jesteśmy z powrotem. Odzwyczajam ciało od kołysania: oceanu i samolotów. Przyzwyczajam je do dobrego chłodu, tego niepochodzącego z wrednych klimatyzatorów.

Jestem znacznie mniej brązowa, niż to się wydawało w gorącym słońcu dziewiątego równoleżnika Samui. Nie szkodzi.

Tęskno mi za zielonym curry, za kundlami na plaży i zieloną herbatą w chińskich barach.

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We are back. My body is getting un-used from the wavy oceans and airplanes. Getting used to the good cold, not the one coming from the nasty air condition.

I am much less brown than it seemed in the sun of 9 degrees north of equator of Koh Samui, but that's ok.

I miss green curry, dogs on the beach and green tea in Chinese bars.