Sweden

While in Milano on official math business, I popped over to Sweden for a weekend for some intense socializing. All the usual suspects lined up for full spectrum entertaining, with one notable exception. I also got socks, and some euro clothes---In the US I always wear some ratty carharts over my biking gear and a thick bike jersey, but somehow as soon as I turn up in Sweden without a bike, I feel the need for some nicer duds and a haircut (which almost happened). Go figure. I guess it is just a pack animal response to the importance of fashion in Sweden.