The lazy approach to getting a glow going
The world seen through a pair of 100 yen glasses
All these happy people. Could only mean one thing. Fart jokes.
Sweden
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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.
Took 3 takes to get it right. People around me were real sports about it. Or drunk.
I were stoked to find that Sweden has this proper late-night all fun place outside.
Tucked under a bridge leading into town the place had almost everything. Mario Bros projected unto the bridges pillars, fake facade houses (see pics) ping-pong tables, overpriced hot dogs and a couple of slack-areas full of Stockholm hipsters. A youth-center sort of place, first reminding me how out of place I was there – then assuring me I had every right to poke fun at these people the way I always do, perhaps even more than I usually do. This people was trash. Are trash. I love trash. But unlike regular trash, on say the booze-cruise boats of Scandinavia, these people didn’t consider themselves trash. Which just made matters more hilarious. Loved it.
