Travelle – “Sweden”.

Hiya people! πŸ™‚

In the last couple months, I've shared with you a few songs from the Norwegian singer, songwriter and producer Trollguten. I've also mentioned that he's also been more or less known under several other aliases, one of them being Travelle and that I'd like to share with you some music that he's made under this name as well because I actually like it even though I don't really often listen to stuff like this in general. So I figured I'd finally share something by Travelle today. He achieved some popularity  (apparently to some degree in the US) with his debut single Nobody Else in 2016 and since then had been quite prolific until like 2018, but as we haven't heard from him as Travelle since that year I suppose in the end he must have decided that he'd rather focus more on his more cheesy, russ music activity, as he's become popular as russ musician under a different name around the same time,  and his russ stuff is way more popular with his fellow Scandinavians as it seems which is rather sad imo, I'm always saddened to see talented folks wasting their skills. 

Like with his early activity as Trollguten, I like his Travelle music because it feels very genuine. I really like music where you can actually get the idea of the mind and the person behind it and that's what I feel is the case here. And despite, or actually perhaps because of, his lyrics often seeming quite personal and even quite a bit raw sometimes, I guess they still have a lot of potential for being relatable for people and some are even for me. They draw one's attention and they sound very direct and candid. 
The song by him that I want to share today is all about Sweden, so it's little wonder that it drew my attention. πŸ˜€ More exactly, it's about shopping in Sweden, from a Norwegian perspective. You may or may not know that life is generally quite pricey in Norway, particularly, as far as I’m aware, stuff like groceries, not to mention alcohol which is heavily taxed. As a result, a lot of Norwegians travel to Sweden to get groceries and all sorts of drugs fand stuff used for gradual, hedonistic self-destruction of human beings, om booze to snuss (the Scandi snuff) to chocolate at cheaper prices. The phenomenon is widely known as Harrytur (Harry trip) in Norway. Every nation has such names that are very strongly linked to some stereotype, like Karen is in the US these days. That's the case with Harry in Norway. So the Norwegian Harry is I believe typically  a middle-aged guy, although I suppose age doesn't really play much of a role here, what's more important is that he's rather unsophisticated and, among other things perceived as unclassy that he does, drives grocery shopping to Sweden. It can also be used as an adjective so you could say that Norwegians shopping in Sweden are very Harry. The female equivalent is apparently Doris, and obviously as a name nerd when I first learned about these Norwegian stereotypes some years ago I was curious why Harry and Doris. Turns out that, just like I believe was the case in Sweden, in 1920’s, Norwegian lower-class parents would give their kids English names, which distinguished them from their upper-class peers whose parents preferred to stick with all the classic slike Ole and Sven. So the upper-class kids called the lower-class kids Harry, kind of collectively I guess. 

When I first heard this song it seriously made me laugh, I like how graphic it is that you can actually imagine the whole thing vividly and I like its humorous feel.

Question of the day.

What are three things you recently purchased?

My answer:

I was out earlier today, mostly because I needed a haircut. Obviously I paid for it but that’s not really a purchase. I’ve been having a mild headache ever since I woke up, which I initially didn’t think was anything serious so didn’t take anything for it. I still sometimes find it difficult to figure out what has the potential to develop into a migraine and what not so much, and how much I can wait, and I also don’t want to take the meds more than necessary just because my brain’s a little achy. Having this headache reminded me that I was running out of my primary migraine med, so as I already had a valid prescription I wanted to get it on the way back. By the time I left the hairdresser’s my brains were throbbing quite a lot more and I was feeling real nauseous and had a bit of migraine chills already. I think it was really fortunate that I had to go to the pharmacy, because this way I was able to take it before I got home, and if I had to wait until I’d be home I’d probably be sick enough by then that it would be too late for anything to work. Also it was quite a blessing in disguise that I got this headache today because otherwise I’m sure I wouldn’t remember to get the med. πŸ˜€ So thanks to the way things worked out, my initial symptoms haven’t evolved into a real, major migraine. It’s still a bit achyy and I’m still feeling a bit shitty but definitely manageable. So yeah, I guess the migraine med counts as the purchase number one.

Then I also wanted to get some groceries and so did Mum so I paid both for the stuff I wanted for myself and for what Mum needed. There were quite a few grocery items so practically more than three things. πŸ˜€ And as we were shopping in a bigger supermarket, which is not where we usually do, there’s also Mish food so I bought some of that as well.

What are yours? πŸ™‚

Question of the day.

Hi hi guys! πŸ™‚

Today I have the following question for you:

Who taught you to go grocery shopping?

My answer:

I don’t think anyone taught me to do that specifically, like “Come on, I’ll teach you how to do grocery shopping”. I often assisted either of my parents when they were doing the grocery shopping when I was a small child, and actually throughout my childhood and adolescence when I was home for longer. I believe we must have had some learning to grocery shop at the boarding school, or maybe I had that at any of the independent living skills classes when I was little, but I can’t remember anything like that at the moment. Then when I got my debit card and all that my Mum taught me how to use it and showed me in more detail how to do shopping at a grocery store. On a daily basis, I hardly ever need any special grocery items just for myself, and it’s usually my Dad or Mum who does groceries for all of us including Olek and me, but if I do need something extra, I either tell them or get it online. When I’m in need of larger shopping, I do it normally online too, or if there is an opportunity or I’d rather get something physically and see in what condition it is or need something from a local shop we do it together with Mum. But while I’m pretty confident with it at the moment when she’s assisting me, I wouldn’t be able to do it by myself.

You? πŸ™‚

Question of the day.

Where do you shop for your groceries? Do you like food shopping, at all?

My answer:

Most often, one of my parents buy my groceries. They buy things for all of us and if I want anything particular then I just give them money and they get it for me when they go grocery shopping. Usually if my Dad is at home then he is doing grocery shopping. Because it seems like he likes it. We usually shop in our local shops, or in Lidl, or another chain of shops which is Polish and called Biedronka, which means Ladybug. Also I buy some food online from time to time, but it’s more like snacks or stuff that’s not available here in the area, or if I want to make a present for someone. I pretty often do online shopping in Tesco.

As for whether I like food shopping, I certainly like it more than clothes shopping. It’s not something I’d love, but I like it, unless it’s not too crowdy.

How about you? Do you like food shopping? πŸ™‚

Question of the day.

Do you ever use the self-checkout whe you go grocery shopping? Do you use your own bags?

My answer:

As for the self-checkout, it really depends. We have a few small grocery stores in my area, and in most of them there is no self-checkout. If there is any or if we grocery shop in a bigger store, we usually use it, but it’s not a rule or anything.

As for the bags, no, we don’t use our own for groceries.

How about you? πŸ™‚