Wow, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I’m a geisha, right? And today was just... ugh, intense. Like, I woke up in my little room on Storgatan, the sun peeking through the curtains, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I had a tea ceremony planned at the Örebro Castle. You know, the one that looks like it’s straight outta a fairy tale? Yeah, that one. But then, outta nowhere, my kimono gets snagged on the door. Like, really? I’m trying to be all graceful and stuff, and my outfit’s like, “Nah, girl, not today.” So, I’m yanking at it, and I’m late. Classic me.
I finally get to the castle, and it’s packed. I mean, who knew Örebro was poppin’ on a Tuesday? I’m trying to find my group, and I bump into this dude. He’s like, “Hey, you’re a geisha, right?” I’m like, “Uh, yeah, but can you not?” I mean, I’m just trying to vibe, not be a tourist attraction.
So, I finally find my crew, and we start the ceremony. It’s all zen and peaceful, right? But then, this kid starts crying. Like, full-on wailing. I’m sitting there, trying to focus on the tea, and all I can think is, “Dude, chill! It’s just tea!” But then I look at the mom, and she’s stressed. I feel for her, ya know? So, I give her a smile, and she kinda relaxes.
After the ceremony, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy. But then, I step outside, and it’s raining. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I’m dodging puddles on Drottninggatan, trying to keep my obi from getting soaked. I’m like, “Why is this happening to me?”
Then, I decide to grab some fika at a café on Storgatan. I order a kanelbullar, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I spill coffee all over my kimono. I’m just sitting there, staring at the mess, thinking, “This is my life now.”
But wait, it gets better! I’m walking back, and I see this street performer on Örebro’s main square. He’s juggling fire, and I’m like, “Okay, that’s cool.” But then, he drops a torch, and it almost hits me! I’m like, “Dude, watch it!” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on!
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. I flop onto my futon, and I’m just thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. Happy, angry, surprised—like, what even was that?
I love Örebro, though. It’s quirky and full of surprises. The people are chill, and the streets have this vibe. But man, today was a lot. I’m ready for a nap. Or maybe another kanelbullar. Yeah, definitely that.