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.

The timer bleeps when your food’s ready to collect

Look at this!

Easily my best fish ever. And the batter! Ein Traum 🙂

Perfection. And no bones. 🙂

There was a steady stream of people buying lunch,

eating lunch,

Socially distanced eating..

and clearing up after lunch,

A bin each for food, paper plates, drinks cans, some things I’ve forgotten and a rack for bottles as well as a space for trays.

No masks, no contact data, no officious people. Just happy well-fed people.

Admittedly it’s summer and it’s outdoors and warm and sunny, and granted, I haven’t eaten out much in a while, still feels good though.

And the fish was great 🙂

Checking out late (and chocolate)

In the middle of packing up my stuff I looked at the time and realised I had 5 minutes to check out.

And until the loo card would stop working.

I dropped everything, picked up my purse and the Super Important Things and went to the loo.

Luckily the reception is right next door to the loo block.

I arrived with possibly half a minute to spare if you were being generous.

After I’d paid for the night, the lady did something with the card, “you have 3 showers left, do you want a chocolate?”

Took me a while and a bit of questioning to figure out she was serious.*

Um?

Do I want chocolate?

Is that a question?

Yes..

Yes I do.

So I took one 🙂

1 bar of chocolate? That’ll be 3 showers please..

The end.

Almost. I still have to pack the tent and actually leave.


* as opposed to certain people who ask if I want cookies when I feel I’ve done good things..