My last night in Sweden, my little cousin wrote this guest post that I’m just getting around to putting up. Better late than never, I suppose. -D

It’s great having David here! Even though he doesn’t do much shopping and dishing, which happened to be my two favorite things, we have a lot of fun together. He’s leaving tomorrow and he missed all his chances to hang out with my regulated hottie friends such as Natalie and Josefine. If he would have come a week earlier he would have been here for the party of the year, the 080808, which is arranged yearly by Stockholm for the younger public. This year it was set on Sweden’s Time Square, Stureplan, with 30.000 wild dancing Swedes, world known Djs such as Axwell and a 500 foot long bar! He really missed something I tell you that, especially the ridiculously long bar and the hot 20 year old blonde gazelles.

David’s done all the major sightings in Stockholm. I went with them to Skansen and fed him the way through, this is what we bought (that David mostly ate): 4 Swedish cinnamon buns, 2 sugar buns, 1 huge sugar bun filled with applesauce, 2 of my favorite lollipops with taste of sugar and chestnut, Swedish hard candy “polkagris” and a Swedish waffle with whip cream and jam. Sarah does not do sighting but she does do lunch and dessert, and therefore took David to places that blew his brains out with original Swedish awesomeness. It wouldn’t surprise me if he actually gained a pound or two. David gave me a reason to pig out which I rarely ever do since the size 4 became the new 2 and the 2 the new 0. It’s hard to get in to clubs and bars when you’re under aged so when your contacts call you and say they can get you in that night you show up. It was unfortunate for David that he never was in the mood for Swedish partying, since I was told to hook him up with a natural Swedish blonde? We also went on a daytrip to an old fishing village in the Swedish archipelago called Vaxholm. Some of my friends have summerhouses or live on the islands around Vaxholm and during the summer it’s tradition to do lunch in Vaxholm. David and I went to the chocolate store and I astonished him with my egocentric and arrogant ways of chocolate… Anyways it has been a blast having him here and I wish my other American relatives would get their butts on a plane and come here. I miss him already and can’t wait to see him soon in Chicago again.

Thank you for coming!
“Tack för att du kom!”
XOXO – Sarah Ross

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