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- Continental Breakfast
- Drycleaning onsite
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Heated pool
- Conference facilities
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... woman was decades before her time. She always lived independently but never did learn how to drive car. In to her 80's, Grandma Sig raised African Violets. She took out an ad in The Kitchen Klatter and soon she was walking her African Violets down to the Post Office and shipping them all over the Midwest. She had quite a mail-order business going!
Grandma Sig made the best coffee by boiling ...
... have more space for boots and bulky warm clothing. Pupils go out to play in all weathers, unlike in the UK. School lunches are of the serve yourself and help yourself variety with a good choice of hot lunches and salad and vegetables. There is no dessert with the lunch.
... then went to a cafe in town to have our afternoon fika, a Swedish word to describe taking a break to have a coffee and snack. We tried one of the traditional Swedish snack of a "chocolate ball" which is exactly as it sounds, a ball of chocolate rolled in coconut.
We had a relaxing night to prepare for our next day in Stockholm, made dinner in her residence, hung out with some of her friends and got a tour of inside her university.
... sharing her single tiny bed with her. If talking about Nina, we used to eat ice-cream in her bed while watching movies, or inviting our very good Martin for food parties. No wonders why we gained a lot of kilos over there, haha!
The best part of living in Signalisten was our Tuesday sessions and all other night sessions, that we used to call nights at Flygplatz (airport). We used to go to Yigit's (turkish guy in my floor room) with other nationalities ...
... carving of an owl, the feathers and plumage of the chest made more decorative from rings in the piece of wood to begin with. Wicked owl yes, but no chicken lady, and no goat that we heard about in the car on the way here. Oh well, we head into town to do that bit first. At the checkout an older lady is standing with here manure placed precariously in the trolley. I ask if she would like some help, she doesn’t speak a word of English. I come back after loading our car to ...