Wednesday, February 13, 2002

I've never been terribly fond of business travelling - it was never as glamorous as it sounded when I was 12 and my father used to go to all kinds of exotic places, such as Kansas City.

But I rather like making my regular jaunts down to the company office in southern Sweden, where life moves at a more Danish pace. And the jaunt becomes infinitely more interesting when I can sneak away to have lunch in Copenhagen. The carpaccio and arugula with manchego was delightful, but it couldn't hold a candle to the infinitely more delightful company.

The Swedish words for the day are förtjusande and duktig. They mean charming and clever.

- by Francis S.

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