Jag äter en fisk! 🤯

..I’m having fish for lunch! (lit. “I’m eating a fish”)

I’m at the restaurant at the ~~end of the World~~ southernmost point of Sweden and they’re selling the kind of fish they only sell in this season (do fish have seasons??) and I didn’t buy ice cream, so it seemed like a good idea.

I have no idea what the menu says:

Actually, that’s a lie. I have gathered quite a lot of words and I’m pretty good at guessing. I can read things like ‘drinks’ and ‘sandwiches’ and ‘children’s menu’ and ‘hot meals’ and ‘baguette’ and ‘hamburger’ and ‘with chips’ or ‘with bread’. I can even read ‘smoked’ and ‘salmon’ and guess at ‘mackerel’ and ‘potatoes’ and ‘salad’. What I can’t read so well are the other kinds of fish or what’s been done to them. And I don’t know enough things to know if I like them even if I could read it. And what kind of sauce is sauce??

And I didn’t fancy the sound of ‘3 kinds of salmon’ or the look of some of the things people were eating.

But.

There was something that some people were eating that looked pretty good, so I went and asked for it in my best restaurant English 😉

“This one? Like fish&chips?” She smiled.

“Yup, please?” I smiled back.

Job done. I took the tray she handed me and found a table to sit at.

(Hah! As if life’s that easy. 😅

First the fork slid off the tray as I reached for my bike. Then everything else fell off as I bent down for the fork. Then the bike threatened to fall over. Arg. I gave up on the bike, took the computer off the front and went to the nearest table with space for the bike and sat down. Then I got back up and collected the bike, manoeuvring it slowly into position.)

Anyway.