Boras and Malmo

Ake & Swede Boys

Gunnal

 

With marvelous driving weather we made our way to Boras and a fine lunch with Ake.  He kindly invited Gunnal.  We were all delighted and surprised.  She looks the same.  Now she is working for community services and had to get back to work, so lunch and the visit was too short.   Of course, Ake was at his humorous and yet self-effacing best.  Before we met him at the familiar landmark MacDonald's, I asked him what color car he had.  “It’s black, but I will be riding a bike and wearing a flowered dress.”  He added, “You won’t miss me.”  We didn’t, dress or no dress.

Look for this restaurant...

...across from this park!

The visit in Malmo was too short as well.  We checked in, dropped off the car and went to the square to wander around and people-watch.  In the square the people watching was excellent. 




 Other than on the Tour de France, I don't think I have ever seen so many bikes crowded together in one place. 

Bike, bikes, bikes

An oldie but a goodie

 And the old buildings!  I should look so good when  am 500 years old. Just across the water, I am sure Malmo's near neighbor Garrison, I mean Copenhagen gets most of the visitors, with so much to see and do.  I suppose Malmo gets a mere side trip.  I would go back simply to see the old buildings.

Swede boys

On the way to the Central Station we passed this delivery truck.  The phrase is in Swedish and means, not what you think in English (and no matter how apt you might claim), "full speed."  It's idiomatic. Idio-something anyway.  We thought our grandsons would be impressed.





It was a low key ending to an awesome trip. Well, not quite the ending, of course.  We are on the plane now.  We still have customs to negotiate, a hop to MSP, and for Birdie and me a visit to see Francis.  But even the train to Copenhagen was a small adventure.  Of course, we are easily entertained!  After our last Scandinavian breakfast we still had time to make a little trip to the information office at the Central Station where we got our train tickets and time to walk around Malmo for a bit. Finally, we schlepped our luggage to the train station and went to the platform.  A couple of hours in CPH and here we are.

How do I end the blog?  Simply seems best. 

A fun time was had by all.  Happy fortieth anniversary to Chuck and Jill, Birdie and Ken.