Alvik Scandic Hotel Bromma
Gustavslundsvagen 153 Bromma, Stockholm, 16751, Sweden
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Waiting for the ship to come in to carry us away
... in great variety) are really wonderful though almost flowerless.
Another trip into Kristianstad for vino lunch and for tonight's picnic we returned for our last enjoyable picnic and evening in Backaskog Slott.
After breakfast today it has rained intermittently and is forecast to rain here, Vilnius and Moscow for the next 5 days. Oh well ...lump it and enjoy the Baltic passage to Lithuania. Fortunately Susan has packed Stugeron in case the sea is rough.
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Days of clouds (and fireworks)
... Madrid but it had that northern European, minialistic, refined touch. Checked out a 17th century Baroque theatre...was not worth the 70 extra kronors to get in but was cool to see I guess. Lee got to make wind! (no not that kind =P). Finished off with a the Chinese Pavillion which was something. Not so much Chinese haha but you could see what their intention was. Oriental European fusion!
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Second Glass
... but after several attempts I cannot get the glass to bulge out in a bubble form, instead it droops like the petals of a flower. Looks like I’, blowing bubbles for this. First I attempt a cup similar to that which Herman made yesterday. I make attempts to decorate the rim of the glass with a pinching tool, pulling the ridge and strange angles to get patterns before it cooled. It cools rather fast. With Herman's help I get the handle on and curl it like a pro. Cup ...
Day One For Glass
... the glass correctly, looking into the glow of the furnace and trying not to think about all the hair I’m losing from my arm, not smell the burning flesh and dead cells. The dip and drag method takes a few attempts. You only want to just break the surface, and then push across the surface of the molten glass, keeping the same depth and twisting all the while. You continue to twist as you bring it out, trying to keep all the glass to the end. Hanging the pole to towards the ...
With Table In Tow
... forget what I said about it being strange, it makes complete sense.
I zone in and out, realizing I’m becoming one of those people who fall asleep on public transport again. It thought I shook that habit in the first years of uni, but bad hours and traveling seems to have brought it back. This, while useful if I have no worries about destinations, has gotten me in the trouble in the past. Waking up at the end of a train line at 12am with no return ...


