Tag Archives: German

Have Yourself a Merry Lidl Christmas

On today’s podcast episode about life in Sweden, Carolin, born in East Berlin, fills us in on the similarities and differences between Sweden and Germany.
We also discuss Christmas television culture and why it’s ok to shop at Lidl.

Available anywhere you get your podcasts or at these links:

iTunes – https://tinyurl.com/y2ysn8c7
Spotify – https://tinyurl.com/y6phnugg
Main site – https://iceandsnow.se/
FM Player – https://tinyurl.com/yy84yqcl
Podbean – https://tinyurl.com/y5umw273

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Available jobs in Stockholm

I work two part-time extra time jobs here in Stockholm, so sometimes I check to see if there might be a third extra time job I might be able to do. Checking job ads here gets very distracting though. Let me give you today’s examples along with my comments:
German-speaking debt collection agent   (“Geld! Schnell!”  I think I can get this one)

Professional Dog Walker  (Professional? )

Chinese nail therapist   (1. Why Chinese? 2. Do I just help nails to deal with their social issues?)

Thai Massage   (No thanks)

Team member for food truck “The Good Gringo”  The Good Gringo is on a mission to share with you what a burrito should be.

( I fully support this mission)

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The easy (lazy) way to teach kids another language

On our recent trip to Germany, we bought our kids a Furby. This is a talking animal that interacts with you. Apparently there are things you can do to change it’s mood.  I’m not sure what happened, but the mood changed to bad and the kids wanted to change it back, so I handed them the instructions….. in German.

It’s amazing how when a kid wants something bad enough, they’ll figure it out. Sure, they weren’t able to translate the entire thing, but they sat there studying it and asking questions and figuring out things for themselves and now the Furby is back to normal.

We’re such lazy good parents!

Next time our microwave breaks, I’m going to just hand them the instructions in Japanese.  “You want hot chocolate? Here ya go.  幸運 !”

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German restaurant

Went to a German restaurant this past weekend with some friends.  Is it possible to go to a German restaurant and not discuss WW2 at some point?   It always manages to work itself into the conversation somewhere between the schnitzel and the bratwurst.

 

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