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... Hryvnia, 3 Danish Kroner, 22 Norwegian Kroner
# of times we did laundry: 3
# of languages we know how to say Butterfly in: 17
# of holes in Amber┤s sneakers: 4
Next stop: the farthest North we have ever been
... a dull night into a memorable one, for making mug cakes, for making cashew chicken, for sharing stories about our manipulative siblings, for hiking up mountains, for hugging me when I am cold, for hugging me just because, for helping me pitch a tent, for introducing me to foreign drinking games and getting me drunk, for letting me wear your iconic hat, for sharing my scarf, for having a fascination with the word "eventually", for enjoying ...
... and cycling, not for exercise, but because they want to and enjoy it. Again, I understand that there are a lot of people in the United States who have this same mentality, but I'm speaking on a generalized spectrum. Nature and the wilderness are so closely linked with everyone's daily lifestyle.
5) Fresh Food
Let's be honest here. The United States like to take shortcuts. I could go on a rant about corn syrup, but I think I've done that enough over the ...
... of shopping with some very special people of mine. I like to call these boys the Princesses, as they decided to adopt the iconic role of Princess Victoria (who we saw arrive to Luleň a week ago via viking ship). Of course, a princess must be pretty, right? That's why we made a stop to H&M (another Swedish icon!) to find some lovely dresses for the boys. They proudly paraded through the dressing rooms in tight aqua dresses amidst all the confused shoppers and after a bit ...
... point yet. So much is being thrown at me and the only way to survive is to keep moving forward. There is no room for fear, you just have to react. Therefore, while I was not entirely sure I was going in the direction I needed, it was calming to be riding a bike through beautiful scenery. Sometimes, I cannot help but smile (even when I am at the epitome of lost) because I'm in Sweden and I'm doing this by myself.
Later that night, I rode my new bike to ...