Kati has lent me a book by Jostein Gaarder. Sometimes I like to dip into his fantasy world, full of puzzles world, contemplative and philosophical ... There, I come across the expression, have butterflies in my stomach. A boy goes to an off-lying house, where a somewhat eccentric baker, a former sailor, lives - and he has butterflies in the stomach while he travels there. So it is translated. But it's not really true translated, for both the Norwegian and the Swedish butterflies in my stomach does have - att har i fjärilar stomach - that one is nervous, excited, you have stomach tingling. For us it means something different: one is in love, so easy! Pretty early in my time, I had stumbled on gulls that difference. We both had butterflies in my stomach. He and his I mean. Very similar, yet not the same.
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