Okay, this was a fun (if not slightly embarrassing) morning for me. The local morning show here in Hampton - called the Hampton Roads Show - invited us down to be in their studio audience during the live taping of their morning. I took along the crews from Pendragon and Helia, and we watched the entirety of the show, waiting for our brief segment to come on. I was a tad nervous, but I suppose it wasn't too bad...
I'm finally caught up to the present. Those last few posts were my efforts at purging some content from my hand-written journal, which had actually accumulated more material than I expected. It was interesting re-reading what I had written in real-time and then translating it into the past tense. Hopefully it was interesting to read.
Note: This was originally from my hand-written journal, written in mid-August. I copied it to the computer, changed it to the past tense and edited/added a few things here and there...
Our friend Clint arrived on the morning of August 17th. He sailed with us across the Atlantic last summer, and left after a few days in Crookhaven, making his way back to Norway.
Richard came by on Sunday, only a few minutes after myself, Mia, Börje, Lisa (Fisa) and Claes had returned from our improvised shooting range down at the Blåsbo farm, and in the midst of making lunch (a sort of ‘pyttipanna’ – Swedish for mung – omelet arrangement) he asked if I wanted to come along to train the huskies.
So, back to the old days of sitting in a foreign café and writing about it.
I’m in Wickman’s. In Enköping. It is January in Sweden and yet it’s raining today (this was written on Thursday), and about 3º plus (above zero). Skitväder. The café is on the corner of a small ‘roundy’ as Mia is apt to call them, and on the opposite corner is an appropriately named bicycle shop called Cykel Hörnan (Cycle Corner).
There is no point in me telling this story. It's much better from the man himself. Matt's back into the Atlantic. Read about it here.
I was going to write this morning about my first week back in Sweden. About arriving on the 5th anniversary of Mia and I first meeting in New Zealand (December 28, 2006). About her surprising me at the airport and taking me to dinner at our favorite Greek restaurant 'Tzatziki' in Uppsala. About staying in Cicci's apartment for the night so we could drink some wine with dinner.