I have always dreamt of a red and white wooden cottage somewhere by a lake in Sweden, preferably in Småland or in the Stockholm archipelago. This must be what happens when we move away from our home country at an early age. We want everything as ‘cliché’ as possible. I for example, could live off köttbullar (meatballs) and go to Ikea everyday! No, that is not quite true, but our roots do get stronger as we fear loosing them the longer we are away
Let’s hope some of our day dreams become reality!