Impression – A Short Trip to Borg Country

First day I arrived in Sweden I made a joke about how it felt like Borg country.

This was meant to be a frikkin JOKE. As in, not to be taken seriously, and most certainly to be disproved. When I spotted the logo of this company in the harbor, well… it just summed it all up. Guess it’s one way to find out I not only thrive on (non-assimilated) chaostrophy, it’s a basic need.


One day left to sniff out the magick, or at least find a bit of grass longer than 3cm, a tree being allowed to shed its leaves, or a piece of broken fishnet washed up on the beach.

But the seagulls are cool, almost won a staring contest with one of them. And frikkin amazing falafel in the only neighborhood where I didn’t feel completely “at odds”.

Picture – Organic Bike

One of the things I like about my neighborhood.

For months now, I’ve been watching this bike slowly turning organic. Started with the saddle, next the wheel, now the handles.

Note how it is still actually LOCKED.