|Anna and Anne finishing their first half marathon in Style! Me proud.|
|The Chesapeake estuaries are festering with beavers and eagles|
The perfect spot for some Indiana Jones action
|My great friend George and his small car|
|We don't golf, we fish. Me and Boss Tim out fishing in one of many |
beautiful Maryland creeks stocked with browns and rainbows. Even Trevor caught a few!
|A friend along the trail... Suddenly found myself standing 2 feet from this guy|
A small squeak might have slipt my mouth
|Loading up the Volvo with gesundheit in Germany to get ready for the B Party!|
-Time to pack din gottegris (sweet tooth)!
- but I just got here...
- Bring everything you got, you are not coming back!
As I had not yet unpacked my bag I guess I was pretty good to go. So I said farewell to Gothenburg and Anna, and blindfolded followed Martin and Stefan to an unknown destination. As I was pretty hungry (I had only eaten some sweets, and a sandwich for dinner while driving back from Germany the night before) I kindly asked my "friends" for some food once we got settled on a train on our way to somewhere. They had cinnamon buns and lösgodis (Swedish assorted candy) for me, and tasty sandwiches for themselves. Great. I begun to see a pattern and also suspected who could be the mastermind behind this.
Once in Stockholm 10 more friends joined up, dressed me in a short wetsuit and let me continue the journey through the packed central station on a small pink bounce ball. I could sense that my "friends" had been looking forward to this for quite some time. Next transportation was a surfboard through the freezing rapids in stockholm river, to the amusement of a japanese tour bus among others. I could not feel my arms, but had some more candy to warm up. We then drove out to the sport complex Bosön to play hockey and eat a great lunch. Well, I only got to eat more muffins and candy and drink dr peppar while the others where feasting on water, beer and a healthy pasta salad.This sugar overload was of course my "friend" Olles idea, trying to make a point of my sometimes above average consumption of sweets. Point taken. Cured? Not so sure.
|View from the ski jump take off at Bosön|
Thanks totally awesome friends for a great weekend, and for treating me with a solid herring/knäckebröd/snaps and bbq dinner later that night. Also to Schlyter who got me (sold out) tickets the following evening to see him perform the lead caracter in West Side Story at Sthlm Stadsteater, grymt.
|Sister Karin and Theo!|
|Alex, Wille and Uncle G|
To be continued...