Tavie's Trip to Stockholm and Amsterdam
Crappy photos taken by me on a disposable camera June/July 2002.
This is one of the views from Linn's apartment. I was trying to take a picture of the pretty black squirrel through the window but it was too far away.
The fruit market where Linn and I shared a box of strawberries on Midsummer's Eve-eve.
A statue that was in front of the building where we were sitting, eating our strawberries.
Linn on the Stockholm subway.
I really liked the sign illustrating to passengers exactly how to use an exit.
Kista.
Linn and her pixie-mum!
One of my favourite pictures.
Linn and her dad. He's hunky.
This staircase in Linn's parents' house (where Linn grew up) is exactly how I pictured it. Spooky.
My Swedish slave fixes me breakfast in her parents' kitchen.
Try not to fall in love with her; she's taken.
The first thing Kitana did when she arrived at our hotel room in Amsterdam was jump on top of Linn for a big hug. The image was so lovely that I made them hold the pose while I dug out my camera.
I was trying to get a crotch-shot but she snapped her legs shut like a well-oiled beartrap.
The only picture of me. Amsterdam. I don't remember why I liked this guy. I just dugh is face. It was a good face.
Kitana taking a picture of a butterfly. See her undies?
Was trying to get the picture of the symbol of Amsterdam-- three X's and a crown-- but it didn't come out.
Poppies will make them sleep. Poppies...
Kitana and Linn fantasizing about making love to cardboard cutouts of Lenny Kravitz and Madonna.
We were a crabby bunch.
My favourite picture. Amsterdam rules.
Sultry Matt is daydreaming about boy bands.
Breakfast at the hotel. Note the lack of oranges. Oranges are a precious and jealously guarded commodity in Amsterdam.