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I never did make it to the museum. I may be good on the Stockholm subway but I have a lot to learn about the buses. So I ended up getting on the first bus that came and just riding it around like it was my own personal tourbus. I took it to the last stop, then got on the same bus going the other way, got off at Slussen, stopped in at a children's bookstore to get my Pettson and Findus fix, and came home where Linn and Emma and I are fixing my farewell taco-salad extravaganza. Also we're roasting a bunch of the vegetables from Berit's garden and they are so damned yummy it makes me wish I had a garden. My hands smell like garlic now, though.

Yesterday was a low-key, relaxing sort of day, too. Oscar took me to meet his big, dumb blond bimbo of a dog, Nikar, and we walked Nikar around the neighbourhood while Linn made photocopies for school. Then Linn and I went back to Stureby and rented a video at the gas station. The gas station rents videos. I find that odd. So, we rented Bend it Like Beckham which was, dare I say it, the feel-good movie of the year?

Tomorrow I wake up and head out to the airport. Poop.

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