Last week was like all the others, good. Dan said he had an exhibition at school, he didn't say I WAS the exhibition!
On Friday, my dad arrived. After a quick whip around and something to eat, we went to see The Adventures of Tintin! Saturday morning was early and clear, so we headed to Saltholmen and rode a ferry to the furthest island in the archipelago, Vrångö. Once we got back on land, we had pizza at de Matteo.
We visited the konstmuseum in the afternoon, and parted ways after coffee and a cookie. A long strange night left me to struggle out of bed Sunday morning. But I managed it and met my dad at the sjöfartsmuseet, before heading to Haga for the best view in town, lasagne and a kanelbulle. Afterwards, he made his way to the airport and I made my way home.
That evening we were joined by our favourite Slovenian, when Patrick cooked a prawn curry with rice and peas.
