i read this book really fast, both because it was good and because the story was unbearable. ush, french people are such emotional alcoholists! every line of this story (the story of a couple between a swedish girl and a french guy, trying to live in sweden) gave me so strange feelings, like will i ever be able to adapt -really i mean- in Sweden? do i manage to be an ok-girl to hang out with for a swede (i mean no shame because i just don’t behave as i should)? is that so complicated to be tolerant? what are the limits between personality and culture? ah well, good book anyway.