Here are some pictures from our Swedish vacation. Hejsan!
Walked down to the beach on the day we arrived.
Ella, Kajsa and Alice play "skitgubbe" which is a combination of the words for "shit" and "old man". Nice!
Luke and I take a selfie.
Sandcastle building in Höllviken.
Family cookout. At the grill: Signe, Ella, Kajsa, Alice, Sixten, and Tilda.
Going for an after dinner walk along the beach in Höllviken.
Entrance to the beach, a short walk from Bitte & Willy's house.
Ditto. (Some distortion since this is a pano shot).
Dunes and badhytter (bath huts).
Tina at Millenium Bar.
More sandcastle building.
Checking out the old stomping ground in Ljunghusen, just south of Höllviken.
Jumping off the Ljunghusen pier with Kajsa.
At Annas Bageri (Anna's Bakery).
Watching the Kadavresky troupe in Malmö in the rain. For an example, click here.
After the show. (Wet butts not pictured).
Out and about in Helsingborg.
Watching "Le Fin Demain" inside the Dunkers art museum. (In the meantime, it rained).
Who is THIS idiot!?
After some more rain we saw about an hour of Damn! + Kristin Amporo + Shirin. Jazz funk. Good stuff (and free).
On the way north to Gothenburg, we stopped at Tjolöholm Castle. Built around 1900.
The view on the other side of the castle.
The most boring tour guide in the world, repeating herself. Again.
Our hotel for the next two nights. In Gothenburg.
On a ferry on our way to the island of Brännö.
There were many islands along the way.
We walked across Brännö to Cafe Varvet, which is made from ships containers, pallets, odd couches, wood, rope and paint.
We let these birds finish a meal.
Flakmopeds, apparently the most popular way to travel on Brännö.
At Liseberg, I rode the Helix. Everyone else was chicken.
An after dinner walk with Gabi, Tina, Kajsa, Thord, Olle, Hannes, and Luke. In Höganäs.
Yellow Ns mark the way to Nimis.
Looking back toward the entrance to Nimis. Luke, in the green shirt, is waving.
On the rocky beach looking back at the structure.
Looking through it.
Two towers. (Barad-dûr and Orthanc?)
Looking straight down.
Closer to the entrance, looking along the structures and then out to the sea.
After Nimis, we drove the lighthouse in Mölle. The sign warns of steep cliffs.
The lighthouse at Mölle.
Kajsa is not concerned about the cliffs.
More cliffs. Woot.
In Anderslöv, for dinner with cousins.
On the menu is kräftor (crayfish), which calls for celebration. Luke doesn't kid around.
Meanwhile, back in Höllviken, here's a shot of the canal that separates Näset.
On the jetty in Höllviken.