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NEWCOMER MINGLE

You better bundle up if you intend to wait for someone on the jetty, it's getting cold out here. Autumn has set in, the winds from the north are picking up and with them they bring a promise of snow in a not too distant future. Olivia is there as always, bundled up in whatever knitted she could get her hands on, ready to greet the new guests.

The ferry lands soft as always, letting off the small group of newcomers. Welcome to Norrhamn.



As is tradition, a welcome party is planned for later that night. It's a simple affair this time around, just coffee or tea and a slice of home made cardamom sponge cake. Those who have been on the island for awhile may notice that it's a more somber party than usual. Autumn always brings out the Swedish melancholy - we know it's going to be dark and wet for a really long time. We need to prepare.



KURA SKYMNING

It's getting dark earlier and earlier. Too cold for garden parties and barbecues, too cold for midnight skinny dipping and wandering through the forest on early summer nights, when the sun barely sets. No, we're in the dark months now and that means one thing and one thing only this far up North — you huddle up indoors and do the best you can with the situation at hand.



The Community Centre is cosied up with plenty of blankets and the House Gnome — placated from last months shenanigans — has been kind enough to set up a whole array of hot drinks. The main event however is Valborg, the bird like little old lady who lives alone in the woods. She's set herself up at one of the larger tables, nursing a cup of coffee and expectantly looking at anyone who comes close enough to catch her eye. Come sit with her. Talk for a bit.



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May Mingle

May. 13th, 2019 02:29 pm
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NEWCOMER MINGLE
The breeze across the waters is cold, Norrhamn glowing like a bonfire with the reds and oranges of the trees. Autumn has truly arrived and Olivia, the administrator, has foregone summer dresses for warmer clothes. The ferry lands soft as always, letting off the small group of newcomers. Welcome to Norrhamn.

As is tradition, a welcome party is planned for later that night. A small fire pit has been set up in the community center garden and Ingvar is present to liven up the night with his accordion. The fika for the night is apple cake and hot chocolate — and if you know who to ask, you may be able to spike that chocolate with something stronger.

HOUSE GNOME MAYHEM
You're sure you had it a minute ago. The book you borrowed from the library, that trinket you brought from home, your favourite shirt, maybe even the keys to your cabin — whatever it is, it was there and now it's gone without a trace. Weird, huh? To make matters worse, whoever manned the community center kitchen has also disappeared, leaving the guests to fend for themselves with whatever they can find in the fridge.

Those who investigate this odd string of thefts - if that's what they are - may hear footsteps, see movement out of the corner of their eye, smell tobacco smoke or hear a faint, gruff chuckle without being able to place where it's coming from. Stranger and stranger...

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NEWCOMER MINGLE
The ferry makes a soft landing against the jetty as it has done every few days throughout summer. Aina the ferry captain, usually wearing the proud orange short sleeve of the Kollo project, has bundled up in a black wind proof jacket. The island administrator Olivia has made no such compromises, determined to cling to summer as long as possible. She greets the newcomers with a smile, handing out brochures and showing them the way to the cabins.

Around noon there'll be a small get together to welcome the new arrivals. Nothing too fancy, though the blueberry pie that's being served is almost certainly homemade and made with blueberries picked from this very island. Coffee, tea and apple cider is also available.

A FARMERS LIFE FOR ME
It's harvesting season on Norrhamn and for once, plenty of free workers to go around... right? Those who venture up to the farm will find themselves roped into the activities by hook or by crook - doesn't matter if you got farming experience, there's always something you can do. Roofs need to be patched, hay needs to be baled, vegetables picked and fruit preserved for the long, cold, harsh, dark winter that's just around the corner.

Your work won't be in vain though. If you stick with it and stay until the evening, Einar and his family will treat their volunteers to a feast to show their appreciation. There will be such autumn delicacies as värmlandskorv, kroppkaka with salted pork and lingonberry jam, and fried salted herring with pickled cucumber and red onions on crisp bread. Stay really late and we're breaking into the good snaps, my friend. ]

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There have been waterlilies throughout summer, clustered around the shorelines and butting up against the jetty. Sometimes they've bloomed, sometimes they haven't, but it's never been quite like this. They're everywhere now, even as we move into autumn. They crowd the beach, they give the ferry a hard time to land, they practically fill the lake end to end — and they're all blooming in golden yellow and bright white.

It's unnatural, in so many ways. Beckoning. Come closer. ]

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Even if you had no intention of joining Ingvar and Valborg down by the shore for surströmming this day, chances are good you'll know exactly when the party started by smell alone. It's not necessarily an unpleasant smell — distinct, sure, but not necessarily unpleasant. Despite following protocol of opening the bulging cans under running water the warm aroma of fermented herring travels far and wide, luring or warning the guests of Norrhamn of the phenomenon.

Those who do take a chance on this particular Swedish delicacy will be greeted by the islands older inhabitants — no one else wanted to come — who are more than happy to show even the most reluctant participant how you're really supposed to eat surströmming. Forget everything you've seen on Youtube. We're talking soft, thin flatbreads, almond potato, red onions, sour cream and the smallest possible amount of fish. This is practically mustard. Only seasoned surströmming eaters would ever dare eat a whole fish and never on its own.

Those who aren't too keen on the fish are more than welcome to dine on potatoes and bread, should they choose to, but this is a particular celebration and alternatives to the fermented fish cannot be found. What can be found is copious amounts of beer and snaps, along with less strong (but still alcoholic) svagdricka.

Welcome. This is how we do it in Norrland.
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[ It's a small but valued group of new guests arriving at Norrhamn today. The ferry lands smoothly on the jetty as always, Olivia already waiting with her clipboard in hand. Aina lingers until the guests have cleared out before steering out to sea again, to pick up another batch.

Later in the afternoon there'll be coffee and sponge cake in the community center garden, to welcome the new guests as is tradition. ]
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[ Summer is slowly creeping towards autumn. We're not there yet, but we're certainly on our way and to mark the occasion the residents of Norrhamn have put together yet another Swedish celebration that allows us to drink inhuman amounts of alcohol: the crayfish premiere.

Paper lanterns and outdoor candles light the way down towards the jetty, where several long tables have been set up, lit by large block candles in glass lanterns. The tables are laden with cheese pies, cold bitter beer, bottles and bottles of snaps, bread and butter and, of course, a metric ton of bright red crayfish boiled in dill.

There's also a tray set aside with glasses of bright blue thirium for the android population and, as an experiment, little jello thirium cubes. They have yet to be tested, but should be fine. Right? It's probably fine. Have one.

The locals will be waiting on the dock for the guests to arrive; Einar with his large, red-haired family, Olivia who flitters about making sure everyone is having a good time, Lars who sneaks off for smoke breaks every so often and of course the veterans, Valborg and Ingvar who are more than happy to teach the guests rowdy drinking songs or how to properly crack a crayfish and scoop out the butter inside.

As night falls, the table will be cleared for coffee and apple cake, music and laughter, making the most of what few warm summer nights we have left. ]
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Okay, so maybe Norrhamn isn't as big of a tourist attraction as Gotland. Maybe it's not home to the best preserved medieval city in Scandinavia, complete with ring wall and twelve church ruins. Maybe it can't even compete with the near Mediterranean climate that Visby has during those late summer weeks, but Norrhamn knows one thing — how to do a lot with very little.

Welcome to Medieval Week - Lite Edition


The beach on the eastern side of the Island has been decked out with as many wooden tables and benches as is logistically possible, while still leaving some areas free for games and dancing. There's a wooden stage set up close to the woods, and a couple of racks of lovingly sponsored time-appropriate clothes available for those who want to blend in with the times.

Entertainment: To set the mood, management hired a band of Baltic musicians that will take up the stage for most of the day, playing well into the night. There's also dumb-ass jester performances from time to time, usually while the musicians are taking a break. The biggest event however is the fire show that starts up as soon as night falls right by the edge of the water.

Games: There's not quite enough room for an actual jousting tournament (my heart breaks) but there's a whole heap of stick horses for those eager to make their own. You're also welcome to take part in any number of feats of skill and strength, like rövkrok, armwrestling, or pillow-fighting on a slick wooden log. For those of a more intellectual persuasion, there's also a number of medieval board- card- and dicegames available.

Food and drink: Oh man. Oh man? There's so much food. Like, if some of the early guests thought that first welcome party had food in abundance, you ain't seen nothin' yet. Between the whole spit-roasted wild boar, through the pea soup and pork, the saffron-pancakes with dewberry jam, the roasted root vegetables (no potatoes in sight), the smoked pike-perch, the freshly baked spiced breads, the apple- hazelnut bread pudding, no one will go home hungry*. Wash it down with flagons of mead, spiced wine, beer brewed on honey and hops, or perfectly alcohol-free elderberry or lingonberry lemonades.

*There is of course thirium alternatives for the android population.




For those interested in more info on the actual Medieval Week, here's a link