Sweden 2013 - The last day in Kungsbacka (prt6)
As we were walking together, Boel told me of the way children are taught in schools about the plants and animals in Sweden, so that they would know how to identify their surroundings. My knowledge on this subject was limited to the nature I grew up with in England: sticky plants, pop plants, helicopters, stinging nettles, dock leaves, chalky ground, conker trees and oak trees. Where in contrast her grandchildren seemed to know far more concerning relevant and edible plant life, animals and much more (and they don’t even play animal crossing)!
Sweden 2013 - The last day in Kungsbacka (prt7)
Done with our walk we came back to Boel’s home for the last time, just to get some lunch before we headed back to Båstad. She cooked for us baked stuffed peppers which we ate with rice, salad and tzatziki - It was of course, delicious!
This was it, we were going back home, in both cases. We were driven to the station to catch a train back to our little home in Båstad, but the day after that, we were to actually head back home to London. There were still some last goodbyes we needed to make and some food we really needed to finish off, but we were really happy with what life had given us and felt ready to go home.
Sweden 2013 - The Morning in Boel’s House
Alan and I cleaned up and left the hut, making our way down into the house by 9ish that morning. Boel had already gotten up and had laid out breakfast and tea for us to have together.
Despite the initial morning frost, it became quite warm soon afterwards. The sun shone in through the windows and created a heat more familiar to that of summer instead. Her house is really wonderful, so many things are handmade by her son or partner, everything is a collectable, a memory from travels and experiences. We wished her good morning and sat down at the table, where we enjoyed bread, hams, cheese, mixed sweet muesli and english tea <3
Sweden 2013 - The Morning in Boel’s House (prt2)
After breakfast Boel showed us around her garden. She showed us her magnificent greenhouse which had the biggest tomato plants I have ever seen, growing from the grown and around the top of the roof. Alan and I love to grow fruit and veg from plants, but alas a balcony cannot nurture a plant like her greenhouse did.
We went up the stairs, in the same way we did to get to the hut, where you could now see the whole of the forest around the house. At the back, hidden away there was a cubby area where her grandchildren would play. In there too lived a little stone “troll” which had been made together by the kids, it was a funny sort of surprise finding it.
Sweden 2013 - The Morning in Boel’s House (prt3)
We spent the rest of the morning cleaning up the mushrooms that we had picked the day before. Boel has always been the one to teach me how to do this. With a mushroom knife you cut of the dirty end and brush away the soil, then it gets placed on a paper ready to dry in the sun.
We were to take these home with us, so they had to be kept in good condition to dry in England. We brushed away at each one while we talked, only once did I see a little bug in the pile, though I am and will always be more squeamish than her.
Very soon we were done and it was time for another trip out. We were lent some coats for another adventure, this time we were to go on a walk on the rocks by the sea, which in a way was similar to that of ‘Hovs Hallar’ close to Båstad.
Sweden 2013 - Daybreak in Kungsbacka
The next morning Alan and I woke up early, with the realisation we had to make our way outside to use the bathroom. It was icy cold in the morning, Alan on the way out heard an animal trot away and so he did his business, able to see his breath in the air.
Sunrise had just broken on this new morning and you could see the sun just appear far in the horizon, while the rest of the scene was so dark. I made my way down the stairs towards the house, where I could use the bathroom, then scuttled back to the hut where I could warm up again. It still was very early, Boel had not woken up quite yet, so we laid low for the time being, until we felt ready to go say hello again.
Sweden 2013 - Daybreak in Kungsbacka (pr2)
An hour or two later we were ready to get up, we had played the morning away with Animal Crossing and then since packed up our bags for the day ahead. This is the hut we stayed the night in, I love how in the morning, you could see the dust in the sunlight so clearly, it looks like Alan has head fairies or wrackspurt around him - hehe. The room was super cosy, decorated with Scandinavian and Mexican ephemera, it was lovely.
Sweden 2013 - The Night at Boel’s House
The drive took a little longer than I imagined. My relative Boel lives so far out from the main town, secluded in what felt like a maze amongst nature. What more is that it got dark during the drive and so I really couldn’t follow where we were. None the less, it made it seem like so much more of a hideaway, just the three of us at night.
We soon arrived at her home. Despite being September at the time, it was so cold already, perhaps even colder than this current Winter has been for us in England. We quickly followed her into her home, which was fantastic and unique to any other home I have seen before! We dropped our bags and coats and cosied up by the log fire she had started for the house. She gave us a bit of a tour around and then began to cook some dinner. I had never had the pleasure of eating Boel’s cooking, but it was sure something I was looking forward to, as I admired the paintings, photos and collectables in her home.
In her room she had mounted a painting I did for her whilst I was in college, it was of the birch trees in the forest and I had given it my all at the time for a commission. I was glad that it fitted so well in her room, colour scheme and all. Around her desk she had all of her family photos pinned to the wall, of her children and grandchildren, her family is so big now days, with all the girls and few boys. On her desk however was something very peculiar, it was a photograph of her father, who had passed at a young age, and right next to him was a photo of her son Torkel, who looked absolutely identical to him.
Sweden 2013 - The Night at Boel’s House (prt2)
Food was ready and she had cooked up a treat! Homemade potato tortilla, fresh green salad and spaghetti with sauteed vegetables, grown from her very own green house! It was all so delicious! And we even had beer to down the meal even better! We talked to one another about the day, about nostalgia in food, spanish culture and so forth. We learnt of Boel’s life, where she is such a badass, I am so happy to be a part of each others family!
By the end of the meal we were totally stuffed and really happy with ourselves. For the night Alan and I were staying in the hut up from the house, which had its own heating and such but no separate toilet from the house. So we did what we needed to do and then made it up to the hut outside, through the dark and cold to where it sat overlooking the garden, house and sea.
Sweden 2013 - Kungsbacka, Fjärås Bräcka & Naturum
We went together after our forest adventure to Fjärås Bräcka, where we could see the view from the top of the hill looking down upon the land and sea ahead. I think I was told that this part of Kungsbacka, used to actually be a part of Denmark in the past, before Sweden claimed it back later.
The naturum (or nature information centre) was closed at the time, whic was a shame. Next to the building there was a pump that water came from, which trickled into the different canals, which explained how our view was formed.