From Puerto Jiménez to Falun

Yesterday Helene came to visit me and we had a nice little reunion, we cooked, talked about old memories, planned the future and ended the night at a so called "logdans" a party held in an old barn for country hicks (lantisar) as me.

There we danced a little bit to old awkward Swedish music mixed with hits from the 70's. I jumped on the trampolin outside and  drank som drinks from the bar where an old friend of mine was the bartender. Trust me I had no problems getting up today (yeah right), even though it got pretty late. Helene went home to Mönsterås yesterday night, since she is working today she couldn't sleep over.

I miss you a lot and I'm counting the days until I am going to meet the Swedish participants again! And for you ticos, take care and remember that it's not impossible that we will meet eachother again somehow somewhere...