This was it, the last of seven weeks in Europe. I spent it in and around Stockholm, visiting friends old and new. I spent my first night back in the big city catching
People's beer, brown cheese, mud, blood and mountain bikes. Yeah, this must be Umeå. Andrea has things she wants to tell you about those ten days [https://hungryhen.wordpress.com/2015/06/10/
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. A group of "good people"
Friday Arrival Two hours after arriving in Sweden Disa and I were pulling plastic at her local gym. Half an hour after that, I had fallen asleep belaying her. Thank goodness for GriGris.