June 20, 2003

I read in the paper yesterday about a young boy who worked in a hotel reception during school holidays. One Midsummer’s Eve, a middle-aged American couple checked in, and asked him what this Midsummer thing was all about. The boy, wanting to give the historical background of Vikings and fertility rites (evinced by the shape of the midsummer pole), groped for words and finally came up with “Oh, it’s a kind of erotic festival. . .”


So, it’s Midsummer’s Eve again, and a very traditional one it seems; 11 degrees Celsius and an intermittent light drizzle. We’ll give the quaint festivities a miss this year, too.

Happy Midsummer!


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