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# Halmstad
- URL: https://blog.novaugust.net/halmstad/
- Published: 2015-06-02T09:31:57.000Z
- Updated: 2015-06-11T04:18:49.000Z
- Author: Matt Enlow
- Tags: Europe, post, thailand, Europe 2015, sweden, Halmstad, #Import 2026-06-21 14:43

I [wrote three years](https://blog.novaugust.net/sendai-stays-the-same/) ago that my trip to Thailand was filled with "nothing but good people." Peter was one of the best.

![Thailand group](https://storage.ghost.io/c/9b/95/9b955960-2312-4b04-8b46-7e66317cd0ed/content/images/2015/05/536329_10150831725134252_575587098_n.jpg)  
*A group of "good people" in Thailand, March 2012\. I'm wearing the helmet; Peter's to my right in the green tank top*

Peter's one of those friends that I admire as much as I adore, and who inspires me to always be better. I visited him the last time I was in Europe and couldn't wait to spend time with him again on this trip.

Two years ago he, his friend Emil and I had a great evening together, and I knew Emil was the sort of guy I'd be great friends with if we ever lived in the same place. I was delighted when Peter picked me up from the station and I turned from giving Peter a hug to shake hands with whoever came in the car with him only to realize it was Emil. Reunion! The handshake was immediately swapped out for a hug.

![Waffle party. Cissi, Frida, Emil](https://storage.ghost.io/c/9b/95/9b955960-2312-4b04-8b46-7e66317cd0ed/content/images/2015/05/P1050772.jpg)

That evening, we three gents and two wonderful ladies had a "waffle party" which I'm going to argue was a bit more of a "sausage party" (not like that). *Oi vey*, the meat!

When they first arrived, it seemed that Frida and Cissi weren't quite sure what to think of me. But once it came out that I climb it was like we'd all been friends for ages. It's nice to be part of a world-wide welcoming community.

![Good Morning. Don't bother to lock the front door. Nobody dares to enter uninvited. This is my town. // Roadhouse](https://storage.ghost.io/c/9b/95/9b955960-2312-4b04-8b46-7e66317cd0ed/content/images/2015/05/IMG_20150522_093314-2.jpg)

Peter and I spent the next evening philosophising over a fine meal, talking passionately and honestly about a vast swath of subjects: life and death, climbing and criminals, grandparents and careers... The sort of conversations that just happen around this guy.

![Peter at fancy dinner](https://storage.ghost.io/c/9b/95/9b955960-2312-4b04-8b46-7e66317cd0ed/content/images/2015/06/IMG_20150522_190731.jpg)

Back at Peter's place his friend Frederick joined us, the same conversation continuing with the aid of fine whiskey.

The next morning, after *far* too short a stay, I hugged Peter goodbye and hopped a train to Gothenburg.