Just got back from a few days at the beach. 33 degrees in the water and blistering sun. The resort we were at was run by an organisation called Cabbages and Condoms that donates money to family planning and hiv prevention. Amongst other things they fund a school for needy children. Very worth a visit.
The resort wasn’t very, very busy – even though it’s Thai New Year at the moment. There were some Thai guests, French guests, English, American, Chinese.
Oh, yes and some Swedes. The Swedes, however, didn’t need to open their mouths for me to understand they were Swedish. No, it was something else.
Three Swedish guys on the beach, with three Thai women. How did I know they were Swedish? How do you spot a Swede on the beach?
Was it the fact that they were all blonde? No.
Was it the fact that they were tall and trendy? No.
Was it the pale skin? The quiet demeanour? No, no.
It was the pair of Björn Borg underwear sticking out over the top of the swimming trunks. Yes, knickers under a swimming costume. That’s how you spot a Swede on the beach.