Sweden: Day Zero

It was the moment everyone dreads.

People have lost their minds, jumped out of windows, even shut themselves in a room with the Backstreet Boys playing before putting a classic revolver to their heads.

Meeting your girlfriend's parents.

The stories of horror that stem out of those four words would put the Exorcist to shame. David Beckham once said that meeting his girlfriend's dad was like walking down a long, cold, and narrow hall to your execution. The flaring of nostrils, the breathing of fire, the murder in the eyes, he said that he feared having his neck wrung at any given moment.

Julia's parents are just like that.

Not.

I had actually lost sleep over this issue. For 10 hours in Frankfurt and 2 hours somewhere over Germany and Sweden, I had wondered what it would be like to meet my girlfriends parents.

Even then, I had no idea how it was going to turn out when I walked through the arrival gate at Arlanda airport.


I was obviously attacked by a really enthusiastic girlfriend who I obviously attacked back, but then I had to turn to her dad xD

A quick hand shake and 3 jokes and 30 seconds later, it was as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

MY GIRLFRIENDS DAD IS AWESOME.

Julia: I got lost the other day in the neighbourhood at night...
Her dad: What were you drinking?
Julia: Oh, coke...
Her Dad: See? That's why you got lost. You're supposed to snort it!

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Her dad: So Ankit now that you are here you will be our entertaining monkey
Me: Hahaha...
Me(24 hrs later while showering): Wait...what the...?

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Her dad: You know, in Sweden, all houses look the same. One time last year, it was my friend's birthday, and I was coming home at 5 a.m, and I was like a kilometre away and I couldn't even find my own house...

xD



Tomorrow it shall be time to face her mom. Lets hope that goes awesome too! xD