This is the last of the Denmark posts. It might all make a bit more sense if you go five posts down and start working your way up in the order I posted them. That being said, the tightest chronological link is between the 1st and the 6th post, both in Sweden. Do not read anything into this fact. It is just a coincidence.

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Anna and I spent three days in this cabin in southern Sweden. Even excluding the bog story (see a few posts below), it was a real adventure. It seemed like fate was working against us in a quite comical way. Anna borrowed her mother's car, but the battery konked out on the ferry. After pushing it off the boat and getting it restarted, we drove to the closest village but couldn't find the house because the roads didn't have names anymore. We then found the house but realized that the keys were still in Copenhagen. Luckily, we visited home helpful Swedish neighbours who, after putting their two Doberman outside and giving us coffee and open-faced sandwiches, helped us break into the house through a second floor window! Anna was great through all this with her Swedish, while I (almost a native Swede!) was reduced to smiling and giving moral support. Once we were in, I managed to bump my head on the low door frames four times the first evening! But we triumphed in the end and had an amazing time. It would have been great if we could have stayed there longer.