Archives for category: Family
Above: hugfest
Mexican. Because meat and cheese.
A monument in honor of Sigismund. A moonlighting king too busy to rule both Poland and Sweden. 
Fantastic bonus: back in Sweden a surprise dinner with the closest were waiting for us.
The weirdest smile of the season.
Eri met us up. Spotted Johan Renck in the Acnes store nearby too, which was funny, as I spotted him in LA last time in the US.
Sweeties.
“GIVE ME THE CAMERA, GIVE ME THE CAMERA!!!”
Moe’s. Supposed to be the finer choice in fast food Mexican, which it definitly was, but I still prefered that old Tacobell.
One for the road. Only had/have something this properly greased up once in a blue moon. Behind it: a blue moon.
Very defined cloud, with a very defined shadow, just outside the airplanewindow.
Becky on the other hand saw none of this. She was knocked out by prescription drugs for the whole duration of the flight. And then some.
Good-, nay, great things do come to those who wait. And I waited for this bike for almost 2 years.
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Written about on this blog, on my birthday, last year but wanted ever since its launch in 2010.
A very sought after bike, sporting everything I’d want in one (after some minor additions to it). It is a thing of joy.
All I need now is some bike garment wear that allows me to plow through the city in this increasingly harsher weather: I shall be  biking. I especially like biking at midnight, btw. I’ve all of Tokyo for myself, people are not in the way in, say, the stairs. Add to that sudden smaller epiphanies when the whole city shows a side not that many get to see.
Since it cost a minor fortune, what with the animal tail illustrations on the shocks plus the word “pro” in the model name and all, I couldn’t help but to feel slightly guilty for getting something this fancy for myself. So I got Becky a bike too:
So my sister asked for something exotic for her birthday. Like me she has two middle names. But unlike me her initials spells something.
Part of art.
Such a tasty breakfast each day. I’ve done nothing to the colors – the tomatoes DOES pop your retina if you stare right at those supersaturated things
Poland is all win.
Out to get fuel for our “commie night out”. “Sausages in one hand and vodka in the other” like in “the happy days”.
The awesome result.
Climbing up this watchtower got us the view in the pic below
Love the lizard queen
This honey-beer goodness makes me cry rainbows of joy, sends me into a shivering frenzy to later explode my brain with pure ecstasy leaving only but a shell of a man.
And it’s such a shame I only brought a few back.
Yub nub
While bbq it up with Jonas this dear fellow dropped by like in some Disney movie. Except Snow-white, Cinderella and random princes were all trash.
The dude. Das Abiden.
Cats. These were a bunch of ungrateful but cute ones.
I admire moms ability to ease into places. Places that has “keep-out” signs and “only for bidders” and such. They don’t intimidate mom. Let’s just go.
