The Swede enthusiasts were, as always, naturally the most happy about Sweden. Which goes to prove that they have a long way to go before they turn real Swedish and disapprove of most enthusiasm shown towards the country.
Kicking it off old-school.
It’s like he has something to hide.
Becky pulled of this shot -an artistic impression of a Swedish Mickey Mouse. Lasse Aberg would be proud.
Frogtown
This man told us that We Could Play The Vio-Vio-Violin…
…clearly he overestimated our abilities.
Mixed feelings about Danish treats on the embassy compound / parking lot and makeshift “fun area”. Where yes…
… Volvo was sponsoring with a merry-go-round. Because Volvo is synonym for safety, and that thing looks safe.
Noticibly happy Swedes
One scared- & one genuinly scary face
Outsourcing the pencil job. Or should I say “out saucing”?
Junya, an old friend came by
Loki and his Koko Brown
My face in Face
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Guess which country just won the ice hockey championship?
Ground Control to Major Tom
Victor, Me, Corey, Tom
So our final bill ended on 160.000 yen. Which is nuts. And to think, we forgot a 10% coupon we had at the office. But let’s not be small.
Linus & Pierre
Becky & Gunnar
I get mixed messages here.
Meanwhile, back in Japan and with an aftertaste, I couldn’t wait to Let’s American Party
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Ah yes. The Robot Restaurant.
Steep entrance fee.
Gunnar and me preparing to assimilate.
Destination Calabria came on before the first few robots made their entrance.
“Mad” scientist.
Can’t have a display of robots without a few people in animal costumes. My favorite to come:
…Just look how happy that ostrich is. Both of them.
The retarded dino was just a bonus.
Then Gunnar cut off my hand.
Found on an office window in Tokyo.