Today marked the beginning of the Lundakarnevalen, student run carnival that celebrates the arrival of spring. At 50 degrees, I didn’t quite see what we were celebrating, but since it only happens every 4 years I knew I needed to go.
Olivia and I in line to get our tickets.
We walked down the cobblestone streets towards a mass of tents and booths.
He asked me to let you all know that he was, in fact, the first man on the moon.
This had to be the best booth by a mile. A play on “Wolf of Wall Street”, it was a game that was the most hilarious parody of American brands.
The picture is hard to see, but Starbucks is branded as “Consumer Whore”, Burger King is “Murder King”, and Coca Cola is “Capitalism”.
What Wolf of Wall Street parody would be complete without copious amounts of “drugs” ?? Powdered Sugar in our case.
We left the booths and veered towards a massive tent crammed with people.
Everyone has told our group that we MUST try the cider, and they were right. The pear was crisp, fruity, and not overly sweet, much unlike the cider we have in America.
I decided to go for the “full experience” and get the limited edition Karnevalen beer and a cider as well.
Grace showed the Swedes how it’s really done: triple fisting.
There was the coolest Swedish-Jamaican-Rasta band that was playing. Usually that isn’t my kind of music, but there’s just something so right about reggae, cider, and dancing with friends.
We wriggled our way to the front and danced for hours, even though we had ansolutely no idea what they were saying.
The best part, they pulled us up on stage! A few of the Swedish girls were brave enough to crowd surf, but I didn’t see that ending well.
Starving, we headed over to “Foodstock”, but decided against the ‘paella’ that looked like it was sitting for far too long. Falafel instead seemed like the appropriate choice.
I just learned that Malmo is considered the ‘falafel capital’ and now I see why. These patties were moist, light, and drenched in the most amazing chili garlic sauce.
We decided to quit while we were ahead, and trek back to the dorms. Although we were exhausted and sweaty after the train and bus ride home, it was one of the best nights I’ve had. Cheers to spring!