Today I got my museum tickets in Swedish, which wasn't difficult as all I had to say was that I had a Stockholm card, and that, yes, I wanted tickets to both museums. But I also bought souvenirs at Skansen, and demonstrated a mastery of the language that would have made Strindberg weep.
Here's the dramatic exchange, translated to English for the benefit of those of you whose Svenska may be a little rusty.
Cashier: Hello!But my proudest moment came when I was looking for the correct ferry to come back to the hotel. "Till Skeppsholmen?" I asked the woman checking the tickets.
Cashier: (holding up one of the crystal bracelets I was buying) This is beautiful.
Me: Very beautiful.
Cashier: Three hundred twenty kronor.
Me: (handing her a five hundred kronor bill) I think I have twenty kronor.
Cashier: Perfect. Thank you.
Me: Thank you.
And she said Ja.