Fie goes downunder

So me and Fran went out for dinner on Monday night. We went to a place called the Xwray cafe. A nice place with some quite alternative people both working and just hanging around there. As we were walking up towards the cafe I could hear the music coming from their stereo and I realised it was my favourite swedish band playing: The Knife.

Last time me and Fran went to the xwray cafe, Fran told me that someone working in the cafe was swedish. Just as she told me that, a guy entered from the kitchen who looked exceptionally swedish. He was really tall, very skinny, pale and he had a typical swedish something about the way he was dressed. So I said to Fran "That's him, he is swedish" and Fran totally agreed with me and replied; "Yeah, Yeah thats him yeah, he is the swedish guy". I can even recall that night as we were leaving the cafe, Fran went past this poor guy and exclaimed:
"HEJ DAAAAAAA" really loud (swedish for good bye).  

So naturally, when I hear that The Knife are playing on a blasting volume in the cafe on monday night I assume that the swedish guy has put them on because I had no idea they were known by anyone in Australia. As we go up to the bar to order our food I can see him allready, standing at the bar, my lovely new friend from sweden who loves The Knife just like me. I ask his colleague who is allso at the bar: "Is this by any chance The Knife that you are playing this evening?" he gives me a blank stare, then listens intensively for about five seconds and replies: "Well yes it appears to be so" in a strange sort of way.

I then turn to the guy whom I am now sure is swedish and blurt out (fortunatley in english) "So you are swedish then?".  Lord I tell you, if I got a blank stare by his colleague then that is nothing compared to what he himself is giving me. I might aswell have said to him something like "So, you are obviously from Africa then since you are completley pale?". He allmost got offended by what I asked actually. "No" Was of course his reply. And I felt so stupid. But he didn't understand how much thought I had put in to that question!

Anyway my point is, I was so sure he was swedish when he so clearly wasn't. And that made me a bit sad. Because I have allways been good at spotting out the swedes when I have been abroad. And now my magic touch seems to have dissapered like the wind ...

This is The Knife by the way if you want to listen:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gKhjaGRhIYU

Loving things about ozzie today:

- The bus around Fremantle is free, and it runs every ten minutes.

- Loads of interesting insects in my bathroom as we speak. (Olivia, just so you know I should have warned you)