Monday, September 6, 2010

Historical Period Of 1800-1812?

From riches to rags ...


Saturday was one of those classic days divided in two. A first part of culture, with a visit to the town of Kristianstad, a coffee nell'elegantissimo center and especially the participation in the famous book fair in the region. Just a shame that in Sweden, it was easily inferable, the books are in Swedish and then the thing has played for us a very marginal interest.




But - and this was the real reason for our trip - in the afternoon he spoke to the audience favorite author Ilana, a Briton named Jasper Fforde , which is proved to be an excellent speaker and a fun entertainer. Finished the match - and just managed to snatch Ilana an autograph sympathetic to Albion - we left at a time of Lund, convinced that they had finished our pleasant afternoon.


But ...


On the way back we were not able to help noticing the caravanserai dell'astruso "Pulling tractor festival and obviously we could not resist a look.
Suddenly we found ourselves in a fair light of American-style, between the deafening noise of tractor engines that get hot for the race and the smell of donuts.
In a large open space had been set up this giant festival, with camping, "spontaneous" attached, which found its climax in the race of "pulling tractor."





In essence, huge tractors edited, polished and chrome as if they were just emerging from Pimp my ride, we were battling draw in huge weights on a straight path dirt.



that field probably was not Sweden. I suspect it was an enclave of Arizona land in Sweden, since all the paradigms of the people of Scandinavia were reversed. There was more silence, there was more respect for nature, there was no moderation, the Lagom was momentarily thrown. Bandits of the health food and healthy banned the pollution problem. Just lean people with shirts off and screwed to Panzoni in jeans and suspenders. The key word in that zone, was "exaggerated." And then suddenly emerged here that the vulgarity of the other Swedish (what we still do not know): the woodcutter . A man in his life of solitude, silence and flannel shirts, find pleasure in trade fairs and rustic noisy, greasy and fat in foods, amusements most basic and rural areas. And then the circus of tractor pulling, must-see with its stalls selling kitsch-motor and lights on impromptu carnival, it was thought appropriate for him.





While the total exaggeration of the thing, so enormous as to seem too out of place, it was fun for a day to watch the 'other Sweden. What certainly in small university towns and cities does not show. Sweden a very authentic and rustic, paradoxically, looks a lot like the America of the frontier.

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