My Trip to Sweden: Foreign Particles and Yacuzzies

Elina and I leaving Sweden back to the boat.

On the way into the "old town" I met this guy. Mikko told me not to pick-up on any dummies...does this count?

Breakfast buffet on the boat nearing the dock. Beautiful villas and homes on the many little islands surrounding the main land, bright sunshine and clear skies!

We couldn't stop joking about this sign in out bathroom, "Don't throw foreign particles in the WC-bowl."

Elina modeling our pink "wc-bowl".

AAAHHH, no diaper changing, pushing milk in a pram up a hill, or slaving in the kitchen...at least for two evenings.

In no particular order here is my boat trip to Sweden with my dear friend, Elina. She made me do it and Mikko accepted the task of caring for our little ones for two nights. Thank you babe! The trip was hilariously fun. We mostly ate at the buffet and stayed in our room playing "Fallen Cities" talking our brains off. No due harm was done except two short dark haired guys tried to say hello to us while we were wanting to see the beautiful night sky, get off my nerves please! One drunk Swede touched my arm in the lift as he was trying to talk to Elina, as soon as the lift opened we jetted straight for the buffet! Hmph! I was ready to wack him one! Never-the-less, we were safe and protected by the hand of God! On our way off the boat to the "old town" the Swedish police had stopped a woman dressed in mens clothing. She was obviously drunk and in Finnish yelled, "Why am I always the victim?!" It ripped my heart in half and I wanted to hold her hand because there were no other women around except the cleaners. Ofcourse she probably stole something, or started a fight. Who knows. I battled inside if I should have asked if I could be with her until a female officer arrived. I thought maybe I would have been an inconvienience for Elina trying to get into business not my own. That is probably the only part of the trip I didn't like, because I knew that woman was broken hearted. Despite my heart bleeding to help her, I continued on and regret it. Lord has forgiven me, but her face is on my heart often...Our last evening on the boat we were in the sauna, jacuzzi, and steam sauna like forever! Laughing our heads off like two teenage girls. One of the signs was in Finnish, Swedish, and English, however they spelled "Jacuzzi" with a "Y" instead of a "J". Our laughing continued...and still does over this stupid thing. ANYWAY...Did we adventure the museums and absorb the wonderful history of Swedish royalty? Ofcoarse NOT! We went shopping...it was sooo much more fun.