After living in Stockholm, Sweden for six months, I was beginning to understand the excitement that comes along with the Midsommar celebration. After a long winter of 3pm sunsets, summer in Scandinavia does everything in its power to pay you back for the dark winter. Working as an au pair, I had to adapt to putting the children to bed as the sun streamed into their bedrooms. On late nights in the Stockholm city centre, it was normal to have some light as I travelled on the bus back to the cosy suburb in which I resided. When Midsommar arrives, Swedes flock to their sommarhusen (summer houses), and we were no exception. We arrived in Halmstad, Sweden and I was immediately launched into the celebrations, gathering wildflowers, making handmade flower crowns, dancing around the Maypole, and eating a dinner of primarily potatoes and meat while enjoying a daylight that never ended.