Midsummer

It was my first midsummer in Sweden in 5 years and damn, it was good, full of sunshine and ice cold water, saunas, beer, croquet and spontaneous kitchen concerts. I’ll have to be back for more next year.

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  1. […] Onwards we drove until we reached Örebro. We filled the week leading up to midsommar with walks in the countryside, dinners of potatoes and herring and cheese, visiting friends, and alternating between the lakeside Finnish sauna and swimming in the freezing cold lake (disclaimer: I’ve totally used some of Stina’s photos below because, well, she’s an actual photographer. As such, I heavily neglected my own photo-taking because she’d do it better anyway. Check out some more of her pictures here) […]

  2. […] Onwards we drove until we reached Örebro. We filled the week leading up to midsommar with walks in the countryside, dinners of potatoes and herring and cheese, visiting friends, and alternating between the lakeside Finnish sauna and swimming in the freezing cold lake (disclaimer: I’ve totally used some of Stina’s photos below because, well, she’s an actual photographer. As such, I heavily neglected my own photo-taking because she’d do it better anyway. Check out some more of her pictures here) […]

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