Maldives: First (and Last) Impressions

I remembered today that I still haven't posted any photos from our holiday in the Maldives! So that will take priority over Show & Tell tonight, sorry!

First sight of the Maldives

One of 280 or so inhabited islands (out of a thousand islands in total)

One of around 70 hotel resorts (out of the 280), not our though

Flying past the capital Male

Just landed

Even the airport island looks like paradise

40-minute speedboat ride from the airport to our island. Our island was relative close to Male. Others may be 2½ hours away by boat or 20 minutes by plane.

First sight of our island

Reception and buffet restaurants to the right and the "fine dining" restaurant to the left (lower building)

The beach by the reception, restaurants and the pool. Buffet restaurant to the left and the café/restaurant to the right.

Our hotel, Holiday Inn Resort Kandooma

Welcome drink - fresh lemonade - and cool towels in the reception

A bit pale and tired after many, many hours on a plane, but happy to have arrived in paradise finally!

Our Garden Villa (outdoor shower behind the wall to my left)

Back porch of the villa

Peter trying the hammock

Our room

The bed

The bathroom

The part-outdoor shower and bath, probably my favourite part of the villa!

Me taking a shower later :)

Lull-lull as it's called in Swedish real estate ads

Coffee, tea and orange juice station, another favourite!

Freshly squeezed oranges every day

"You life west is under your bed"... unfortunately tsunamis are a risk in the Maldives

And skip to our last day, time to go home! We didn't mind at all that it rained when we left! :)

Hens

Another hen party weekend! This time one which I, together with the bride-to-be's sister, had planned from beginning to end.

While S. went on a little mission (to get her out of the flat) to buy a necklace (to match an outfit we'd have her wear later), we set up camp in her home. S's sister I, the other bridesmaid (in addition to yours truly) had prepared a delicious Afternoon Tea for us (well, we started eating at 12:30 so it was more brunch but the dishes were those usually had with afternoon tea: cucumber sandwiches, scones, tarts, etc.). While sipping both bubbly and tea our "hen" had to take our "How English are you?" quiz - since she's marrying a Englishman -, answering such questions as "how many players on a cricket team?" or "who's the longest serving Prime Minister since 1952?". She did so well she earned herself a Strongbow cider.

After the tea we hopped on a bus - S. blindfolded of course - to a dance studio where we were going to learn some Bollywood moves. S. was really nervous and didn't want to take off her clothes in the dressing room; not trusting us when we said we had something else for her to wear. But eventually she agreed and the teacher dressed her in a beautiful sari. That sari was just for the class but we had bought her another one for her to wear for the rest of the day as our Indian theme would continue, and the teacher kindly helped us to dress her, or wrap really.

Next stop was my flat where a chef awaited our arrival. He was going to give S. and the rest of us a cooking lesson in ayurvedian/Indian food. It was a bit difficult to teach 12 chatty and tipsy women but at least S. was paying attention most of the time and when she wasn't, he was happy to cook by himself. At least we did most of the chopping and mixing. The food was so worth the almost three-hour wait (Indian food is rather slow-cook when you do it proper and from scratch), except perhaps the dessert which was quickly thrown away when I revealed that the freezer held some ice cream (luckily our chef had left by then). S. and her soon-to-be husband N. came by today and had the leftovers with Peter and me, and as always with food with lots of different spices, it was even better the next day.

Between dinner and dessert we watched "N. tells the truth about S.", or played really, as S. had to guess what N. had answered to such questions as "what is S's best/worst characteristic?", "who controls the remote?" and "why do you want to marry S.?". We had interviewed and filmed N. earlier in the week and made him spill the beans about everything from S's snoring to the knitted wool socks she wears in bed while otherwise being spot naked.

And at 11:30pm we left (a HUGE pile of dishes and general mess) to go clubbing at Rose, a relatively new place in Stureplan (Stockholm's main trendy area) where one of the gals had managed to get us on the first guestlist, which allows you to both skip the queue and avoid the entrance cost. Our presence is even documented on one of the bar/club scene picture sites (see below) :) S. actually left before 1am - poor thing was exhausted from being on high alert all day for whatever we could have planned for her next - but some of us stayed until 02:30 or later. I haven't been clubbing for a while so I quite enjoyed myself and wouldn't mind going out again soon.

Fun and successful day to sum it up!

Show & Tell: Hysteria

"Female hysteria was a once-common medical diagnosis, made exclusively in women, which is today no longer recognised by modern medical authorities as a medical disorder. Its diagnosis and treatment were routine for many hundreds of years in Western Europe. Hysteria was widely discussed in the medical literature of the Victorian era. Women considered to be suffering from it exhibited a wide array of symptoms including faintness, nervousness, insomnia, fluid retention, heaviness in abdomen, muscle spasm, shortness of breath, irritability, loss of appetite for food or sex, and "a tendency to cause trouble".*

I have a fear that this is what I will encounter should I visit one of the many wedding sites on the Internet, like Bröllopstorget or Brud & bröllop. I really don't like the wedding hysteria and with "wedding hysteria" I mean the fact that you need to buy the wedding dress and book the venue such a long time in advance. We're considering getting married already in October - if we book the venue within the next couple of weeks, it will give us five months for planning which should be sufficient in my view. However, people tell us that you need 8-12 months to plan. But do people who set the date a year in advance really spend a year actively planning and preparing their wedding? I don't think so.

That said, the more I start looking at this - I've been to two wedding dress shops and sent off requests to around 30 venues (luckily we neither have one preferred venue nor church so we're pretty flexible) - the more I feel the hysteria creeping up on me. Not necessarily that we wouldn't be able to plan for and throw a great party, but for all the choices! Most of the venues I have contacted have free Saturdays in October (and November-February, which we are also considering) so it's a matter of trying to compare their "offer" in terms of cost (and whether it includes drinks or not, and whether it is including or excluding VAT), location, finish time (some you need to vacate already at 1 am = not for us), etc. I have created an excel document with all this information but now when I look at it I just feel "I don't want to do this!". But I'm sure things will feel better once we have sat down and had a proper look, narrowed down the options, clarified the costs, visited a couple of places, etc. But I wish I was at that stage now! With a venue and a church (church is slightly easier as we don't have a connection to a particular one; that said, I have a few preferred ones) booked, I could concentrate on invitations and just planning to fun things.

I'm not as stressed about the wedding dress luckily. I went to a bridal shop last Saturday which sell ready-made dresses (but have a good in-house seamstress for alterations). Before my visit there I thought all that existed were at-least-five-months-waiting-time-and-if-you-don't-come-in-at-least-half-a-year-before-the-wedding-they-look-at-you-weirdly places, so I was relieved that these shops actually exist. I found a really pretty and a bit unusual dress there that they are holding for me. However, last Monday I visited another shop which do custom-order only and I think I will get one from them in the end, I just need to choose one among the four or five or so that I liked! Delivery is around three months, slightly longer due to summer holidays, but it should be ready in time for an October wedding.



If October is what we'll go for, that is. I'm keen on October, early October, because autumn is still in full colour then. If that does't work I'm inclined to wait until January or February when the chance of snow is greater. November is just such a dark, boring month (though in need of a party one could argue) and December is Christmas really (though I could imagine a Lucia wedding too).

Decision, decisions, decisions. Will keep you posted!

*It continues... "Since ancient times women considered to be suffering from hysteria would sometimes undergo "pelvic massage" — manual stimulation of the genitals by the doctor until the patient experienced "hysterical paroxysm" (orgasm)." Ehum...

Images from Wikipedia and boskraddare.com

Show & Tell: Oh My God, How Embarrassing!

I have hardly any time to blog right now and I'm still behind on Show & Tell! Sorry guys! Don't even know what Bejla has chosen for May - must visit her blog and take a peak! Anyway, here's my post on Taina's last topic for April: Oh My God, How Embarrassing!

It was October last year. My good friend Jacqui was organising a surprise party for her husband (and my colleague) Chris who was turning 40. We were going to do a collection for a gift for him as we usual do at work and I took on responsibility for it. I drafted a little e-mail, something like this:

"Hi... As you know, Chris is turning 40 and it would be nice if you would sign his card and maybe contribute to a gift. I know some of you will be going to the surprise party Jacqui is planning but in order for him not too expect anything, we'll give him his gift on the Friday before."

And then I sent it to.... our distribution list WHICH INCLUDES CHRIS!! I went into panic mood, my heart was pounding, etc., you know the drill. I quickly recalled the e-mail but already some people had opened the original e-mail. Many were returned unread so not too many people had to know about my screw-up luckily. But the worst thing was that Chris wasn't even in the office; he was in the UK and wouldn't log into his e-mail until one or two days later. And the recall function doesn't work until the recipient opens his/her e-mail! So I had a few days or uncertainty and anxiety!

I tend to always wish for the best but I was worried and couldn't stop thinking of it. What if I had ruined the surprise!? Peter thought I should call Jacqui and tell her what had happened; he said "I'm sure she'll understand". But I hesitated. He also suggested I text Chris and tell a white lie: "I accidently send an e-mail to your work address about your birthday present - yes, we're getting you one. Please just delete without reading, it will be more fun for you that way!".

Before I had made up my mind Jacqui happened to call me to talk about the party (I was involved in her "scheme") and then I thought I cannot not mention it. So I told her.

Turns out Chris actually knew she was up to something. He didn't know what exactly and he didn't know it was a party as such, but she said that even if he did read my e-mail, it would be fine.

But I was still a bit worried since I did use the word "party" in my e-mail, so I sent him the text anyway. When he got back to work he opened the recall message first so that the two messages disappeared instantly*, which means he never saw the e-mail. Phew!

And the party? It turned out very well in the end. Jacqui had arranged for Chris's best friend to come out for his birthday so when he saw him and Jacqui sent them off to drives jeeps in the woods, he thought that was it! He thought the dinner planned in the evening at their friend's bar/restaurant was just a small get-together. He was this surprised to see 30 or so friends yelling "surprise!":

* The recall function is not full-proof I have learned the hard way. If people read their e-mail down and up, i.e. oldest first, which I tend to do, it will still let you read the original e-mail before you get to the recall one, which when read, deletes both.

To Saltistjejen: something like this...

Via Anna's iPhone

Show & Tell: Power

This has been sitting in drafts for most of the week but this morning I could finally finish it! The post on "Oh my God, how embarrassing!" will have to wait until the weekend. Watch this space!

Taina's fourth theme of the month is makt or power. I haven't had a clear idea of what I wanted to write about. I have been contemplating a serious post about gender equality or about political power games but unfortunately I don't have the time for that right now.

Instead I thought I'd just list all the stuff I think of when I hear "power". It's mainly about power relationships and dependence, either between two people or between a person and something abstract, for example a custom. Sometimes it's more about "force" rather than the Swedish word makt. Other/better Englih words than power are perhaps influence, might, potency, power. Wikipedia explains well both in English and Swedish.

- the power of one individual over another; which can also be associated with coercion



- the power of a country over another

- the Cold War as in the demonstration of power or might and the balance of power

- the power of men over women; I would say men as a group have more power over women but this does not necessarily mean than an individual man have power over an individual women.



- related to that the power over one's own body; I'm thinking specifically about the pro-life/pro-choice debate in the US mainly

- the power society have on us, society as in structure, cultural conceptions and traditions



- the fact we also need to conform to the structures of society as in work, calendar time (the clock); though this varies from one culture to the other; not all feel the power of the protestant work ethic

- whether one feels they feel/have power over their own life (beyond the shackles of society as described above), for example having a say at work



- also the power bad habits have on us, how hard it may be to get out bad behaviour, whether it is nail-biting or crime

- democracy

- the power of money and capital



- the power of love;

- the mix of love and politics in flower power :)

- the power of fashion



- the power of advertising

- electric power or energy

- and the lack of power; powerlessness, impotence (vanmakt)

Images from user.tninet.se, sfs.se, jbsaint.wordpress.com, 12manage.com, resume.se, marianova.com and supportdell.com

Amusing

At the season premiere of Gröna Lund amusement park.


Via Anna's iPhone

No Show

Better report that my Show & Tell post will come later this weekend :)


Via Anna's iPhone

Fiat Yogurt

The best quotes about the volcano so far (taken from the Eyjafjallajökull's fan page on Facebook and its Twitter page):

1. Iceland's President to God: "I said CASH, not ASH!"

2. The best things being a volcano: 1) the attention; 2) allowed to smoke at work; and 3) after dinner you throw the dishes in the crater.

3. English-speakers can't pronounce Eyjafjallajökull: "Eye-a-fyat-la-jo-kutl, there you go"




4. You go Eyafjallajökull! Show mankind who's the boss!

5. Okay, Iceland had som bad economics, but it was a little early to press the self-destruct buttom already; I know you can get out of this one.

6. Do you lava me like I lava you?

7. How fast can you type the name of the Volcano?

And it's pretty cool that the grounding of almost 100,000 flights over the past few days have saved 1.3 million tonnes of CO2, equivalent to more than the annual emissions of many developing countries, e.g. Malawi, Sierra Leone, Rwanda and 50 other developing countries.

Show & Tell: White Lies about Nails

I'm behind on Show & Tell (and reading all your posts, sorry!) so I thought I'd pack the two latest themes together.

Taina's second theme for the month of April is naglar, i.e. nails in English. The Swedish word means finger nails specifically but I'm going to take the liberty of using another "nails", i.e. steel nails as in hammer and nails (spik in Swedish).

...So let me tell you about the time when I got a nail in my foot! A rusty nail in fact! It wasn't fun, I tell you, although it's obviously a pretty cool thing to have had happened to you, at least at that age (okay, I admit I still talk about it!).

Image from rosenskarasdiversehandel.blogspot.com

I was ten years old and it was the last few weeks of third grade (and also the end of the first three years of school, before it was time to move up a level; it was June). We had a sports day of sorts and were spending the day in a field flying kites and doing other activities. At some point we were playing at the top of the hill near an old abandoned house, or cottage really. That's when it happened. I had just jumped off the roof - our play was mostly climbing up and jumping off - when I took one step and...

I remember that it hurt more to pull back than when the nail went in... But first I actually ran all the way down the hill to my teachers and it wasn't until I sat down that I felt, or allowed myself to feel, the pain and the pounding. Luckily the nail hadn't gone all the way through but it was bleeding pretty bad and my pink trainers that I liked so much were staining quickly.

The immediate bleeding was stopped and the wound dressed but I was still in excruciating pain (as far as excruciating goes for a ten-year old). But did I say anything? No. Because later that evening my class had a party to celebrate "graduating" from third grade and also to say goodbye to each other after three years as many of us were not going to the same school or same class anymore. Did I want to miss that? No, of course not.

So I pretended. And this is where the white lies come in, Taina's third theme for April.

According to Wikipedia, a white lie "would cause only relatively minor discord if it were uncovered, and typically offers some benefit to the hearer. White lies are often used to avoid offense, such as complimenting something one finds unattractive. In this case, the lie is told to avoid the harmful realistic implications of the truth."

I guess my lying doesn't really qualify as a white lie as I didn't really lie for the benefit of the hearer but for myself. The lie was "told to avoid harmful realistic implications of the truth", but for me, not for someone else. My lie was more about being "economical with the truth", telling an "emergency lie" or "lying by omission", or essentially trying to get away with something, but it will have to do for the sake of the story :)

Image from imperfectation.com

So I told my teachers I was fine, "it didn't hurt that much", and also said the same to my dad when he picked me up. It wasn't until my mum got home a bit later that "the sh*t hit the fan". She yelled at my dad for not seeing that I was pale and just pretending to be fine and for not having taken me to the hospital (she wasn't too happy with my teachers either) while I tried to plead with her "no, mum, I'm fine, I want to go to the party, we can go to the hospital tomorrow!".

How the story ends? Well, we ended up going to the hospital where the wound was properly cleaned and dressed and I was given a tetanus shot. I was pretty upset about missing the party but secretely happy of not having to pretend anymore and being taken care of. And now, years later, who cares about that party anyway! And besides, my classmates thought a nail in the foot as pretty cool :)

Ring & Seek

Trying to find THE ring is difficult! Have to treat ourselves to some nice Japanese food.



Via Anna's iPhone

Spring in the City

With all the snow gone and spring finallt here one can make quite interesting discoveries, like finding one's bike being taken over by flowers.



P.S. Show & Tell coming soon!


Via Anna's iPhone

Balance of the Universe?

One of my best friends' mother passed away unexpectedly on Sunday and my thoughts are with her and her family right now.

Maybe there were too many good things lately or maybe these things just happen anyway?

Image from mimmiolsson.se

Japanese Hen

On our way back from Adrienne's (Peter's sister) hen party, probably the best one I've ever been to! The list of activities say it all: walking in high heels lesson, murder mystery in a haunted house, jumping castle and sumo wrestling! And great food and dancing!



Via Anna's iPhone

Guilt-Free Champagne

You may not have thought about it much but every time you pop open a bottle of Champagne (as you do on a regular Friday...er...maybe not), you release a lot of carbon dioxide into the air*. But due to new technique you will soon be able to drink bubbly without worrying (as much) about your carbon footprint. The new standard bottle will reduce CO2 with 8,000 tonnes per year, equivalent of emissions from 4,000 cars, made possible by reducing the thickness and thus the weight of the bottle from 900 to 835 gr.

* Not literally though; it's really about the production and shipping of bottles.

Show & Tell: In My Easter Egg I Want...

This year the Easter Bunny brought me everything I could ever wish for! A promise of eternal love and happiness! On our last morning in the Maldives Peter proposed to me and I said yes of course! I'm so happy I just want to scream (do you ever have that feeling?)!

This is just a temporary ring but wanted to show it anyway! It cost him 100 SEK at Ur & Penn apparently haha! We'll go together and look for the real thing!




Via Anna's iPhone

Under the Coconut Tree

A bit risky but we like to live dangerously!



Via Anna's iPhone

Greetings from Paradise

Via Anna's iPhone

And we're off!

To the Maldives, that is! Away from the grey cold.



Via Anna's iPhone

New Bike!

Proof that spring is finally here!


Via Anna's iPhone

Annunziata Rees-Mogg or Richard Grosvenor Plunkett-Ernle-Erle-Drax

The British Tories (Conservatives) may in all likelihood be winning the UK general election in May (or early June; exact date to be announced soon), yet they struggle to overcome their image of a party for the elite and the posh. Recently one of the Conservative Members of Parliament (MP) spoke publicly on the "ghastliness of people in standard-class train cars" and said he was in favour of allocating funds to allow politicians to travel in first class. The Tory party leader David Cameron was quick to disassociate himself with the MP's opinions but with these party colleagues it may be difficult to completely shread the snob stamp:

Many old-time Tories are leaving Parliament this year, including the unrepentantly first-class-loving Sir Nicholas [the MP]. But there are more waiting in the wings. Last year, worried about how an impeccably pedigreed Tory candidate named Annunziata Rees-Mogg would go over with hoi polloi, Mr. Cameron suggested that she might want to campaign under the name “Nancy Mogg”

She refused, although, to be fair, another candidate, the spectacularly named Richard Grosvenor Plunkett-Ernle-Erle-Drax, dutifully "de-toffed" himself by downgrading to “Richard Drax” on campaign posters.

Meanwhile, Ms. Rees-Mogg’s brother, Jacob, a banker who is also running for Parliament and who appears to believe he belongs to the “Brideshead Revisited” era, having once taken his childhood nanny with him on the campaign trail, went on television to denounce Mr. Cameron’s plan to get more women and minorities elected as the triumph of “potted plants” over “intellectually able people".

Blogoversary

Today I've been blogging for five years!! Well, I actually started already at the end of September 2004 but I only wrote two posts in 2004 and then took a break for a few months before I started for real in March 2005!

This is actually the first year I'm celebrating (read: remembering) so I have added a little gadget to help me remember it every year! :)

US Moves towards Universal Healthcare

Last night's vote in the US House of Representatives to approve Obama's healthcare reform bill was a major victory for the President but foremost for the American people. Most importantly, many uninsured will become insured, but almost as important, middle class Americans who have insurance but often not full coverage (and fall in the arbitrary hands of insurers*), will be much better off too. No more (or at least less of it) healthcare industry ripping off people* and driving up costs for the US economy (and taxpayers) (the US has by far the highest health care spending as percentage of GDP - 16% in 2006 compared to 9.1% for Sweden or 8.3% for UK).

Now Obama can concentrate on getting climate change legislation through Congress.

* This problem is not likely to be completely solved by this decision only, but hopefully it's a step in the right direction.

Show & Tell: Longing

With the new snow that arrived today accompanied by strong wind, after a lovely spring day yesterday, there's just one thing on my mind...

Image from Bushbaby

(Apologies for the very short post)

(Adult) Hello Kitty Fans, Look Here!

Costantly buying Hello Kitty toys and clothes for your children (daughters?) but never anything for yourself? Now you can buy Hello Kitty wine!

Choose between red, white, bubbly rosé and bubbly dessert wine. (Apparently not sold in Sweden yet but it's probably just a question of time.)

Show & Tell: Time

Around New Year's and the turn of a decade many bloggers did a sort of summary of their noughties but I didn't get around to it then. So I thought I'd use Saltistjejen's theme time to do a little list of "the event of the year" during 2000-2009.

2000: Finished my BA degree and moved from London to Oxford to start an MPhil (Masters) in European studies in Oxford

2001: Studies hard but also had a lot of fun, for example at the annual Ball in June, which I co-organised with fellow students (photo)

2002: This was the year I attended FIVE weddings between April and September! Otherwise the highlight was finishing my studies (though the actual graduation ceremony took place the following summer).

2003: Started my first real job - this was the year of the beginning of my career you could say!

2004: Went to Kiruna and the ice hotel (didn't sleep there though) in March - all through work so I didn't have to pay a dime!

2005: Met Peter at the end of the year, what could beat that!

2006: Started my current job in January after almost 2½ years in my previous job

2007: Went to South Africa - still one of my favourite trips

2008: My aupair child (who's no longer a child but a young adult) visited me for the first time

2009: Went to see Madonna in concert, finally (but said goodbye to another great musical star, MJ)!

In terms of "tell" I wanted to show some photos from another highlight of the last year of the decade: our trip to southern and western Sweden in August 2009.

Some sort of sun clock (Åhus)

Some people argue that the Ale stone formation is some sort of clock

2009 was a year Peter and I spent a lot of time on "us" and that included travelling and doing a lot of fun things together



Time can also be distance; the distance "clock" in Smygehuk, the most southern point of Sweden



This was probably the view visitors to Skanör had 50 years ago too



Modern architecture for modern modes of transport while boats have almost always been around in some format or other



Stress-free vacation



No reference to time really, I just like this photo; makes me think "small man in a big world"



I like the fact that there is still trust, at least in the countryside, in times of mistrust

Zodiac Fun

When I was weeding our book shelves to make room for new (well, mostly very old books that come from Peter's grandmother's home) books I found an astrology book that I hadn't looked at before (Peter must have had when we moved in together). I'm not really a believer in horoscopes but this one was a little different; it had a sense of humour both in text and illustrations! The subtitle is "A necessary guide for all who want to maximise the possibilities of astrology and avoid getting lost in the zodiac".

So what does it say about Aquarius? Where I can relate in purple.

• * An aquarius is full of surprises. Be prepared for anything when you meet this unorthodox gal. (Eh..?)
• * She wants no harm. On the contrary she has a strong wish deep inside her heart to make this world a better place to live. We ought to have more of them.
• * Aquarius need freedom for herself and those around
• * For some reason her thoughts seem to be more in the future than in the now (nah, 50-50)
• * They are gentle and nice people with a somewhat vague and dreaming gaze
• * It is no surprise that she who is such a nice person have many friends... but not so many to confide in (I have a LOT of friends including some I can talk to about everything).
• * She always know exactly what needs to be done... but entrusts the carrying out to others (haha, no, I'm pretty bad at delegating actually as I only trust myself!).
• * The water carrier really knows how to surprise someone... with a sudden capricious explosion... or through her secret vice to shock conventional people (nah, no such need).
• * Sometimes one wonder if she's a genius... or a madman (the former of course!)

The male Aquarius

• * The freedom-loving Mr Aquarius tries to avoid marriage as long as possible
• * He must be left alone when he wants to be by himself
• * He completely detests an extravagant wife

The female Aquarius

• * Someone who is so beautiful as Miss Aquarius has no difficulties getting the attention she wants (no, but as I'm talkative I guess I can "take over" a discussion)
• * Although sometimes she chooses extreme methods (illustrated with a naked woman jumping over a watering can)... and when she shows up all work sometimes comes to a halt

Famous Aquarius: Charles Darwin, Paul Newman, Ronald Reagan, Mozart, John Travolta, Thomas Edison, Abraham Lincoln

Snowy Beach

Only two weeks until we trade this for a sandy beach!


à la iPhone

Walking on Ice

Taking advantage of the last of winter.


à la iPhone

The Pramcycle

Peter thought I should blog about this - he loves all types of smart and technical gadgets!

The combined bicycle and push chair! It turns into the one from the other in 20 seconds. It's a bit pricey (€1,500) but buying a bike and a pram cost quite a lot too I guess. It's not that surprising that it's been developed by a Dutch company - I've always seen them as a biking people.





How it works?