While shopping at a Swedish Christmas Fair here in Atlanta today, I was very flattered when a woman started speaking Swedish to me.
To be confused with a Swede made my day. Swedish women always seem to be stunning, like Tiger Woods’ wife.
I am baffled by his philandering. None of his alleged mistresses are anywhere near as attractive as she is. But I suppose it’s the thrill of the deception, rather than the level of attractiveness, that makes certain men stray.
I was so pleased to be mistaken for one of Elin Nordegren’s countrywomen that I purchased two traditional Swedish Christmas tree ornaments, along with a t-shirt.
Reverse Culture Shock 