I know, right? Not Paris, not Sicily. The Levys are branching out! We took advantage of Volvo’s spectacular overseas delivery program to visit Denmark and Sweden, and we were not disappointed. (Except by the rain and cold. If I never see a certain v-necked gray sweater of mine again, it’ll be too soon.) Great food, scenery, museums, and people. The language, not so much; devoted readers know what a language whiz kid I think I am, but Swedish and Danish? Just impenetrable.
Still, there was entertaining/scatological branding galore. First on the list? This charming hat shop in Copenhagen:
Is that just like a small fart? I can’t even begin to guess, because the language, as I said, is impenetrable.
Next, also in Copenhagen, we have an impenetrable carshare slogan:
But funny, of course, because I’m twelve.
Next stop, a 7-11 at a gas station on the highway in Sweden, where we drove our new Volvo to visit my husband’s college roommate. (Think “Welcome to Sweden” but in reverse. Sort of.) And though we really had to get back on the road, I honestly could’ve spent all day savoring product names … like this one:
And this men’s shop was closed when we walked by, thus suggesting it didn’t live up to its name:
That’s the entertaining start to our Scandinavian odyssey; more to come!
Edited to add that Funny Or Die has already made the Fart Car a reality. (H/t my friend Leslie at Blythe’s Blog!)