South Sweden: The Next Installment

After the improptu stay in the slammer, I made sure to behave for the rest of the time in Sweden.

We left Gotenburg and drove to the south of Sweden. On the highway, we were "chopping" (sychronised karate chop imitations above the head) to DJ idols Swedish House Mafia. When one of their songs came on the radio, it was a synchronised chop-fest between the two cars. Two girls in a adjacent car saw, apparently listening to the same radio station and chopped away as well! It was hilarious.

On the way we had a late lunch in Båstad, a seaside town. 

Swedish crispbread comes packaged in frypan sized rounds wrapped in brown paper. You help yourself to it in restaurants and have it with your meal.

Our restaurant was re known for it's fresh seafood. So naturally I had the grilled stromming with creamy yellow mash and lingon berries. The berries are served with most dishes in Sweden, a slightly tangy accompaniment. Delish!

We arrived at the summer cottage of my friend's parent's. It was in the countryside and used to be the home of the Count's carriage driver. The Count's residence was on the property next door. And by that, I mean a huge block of land.

Boris lazes on his patch of grass.

We fired up the BBQ and kept it going till midnight. It was rediculously cold for the middle of summer. The toasted marshmallows were a hit.

This is what midnight looks like in Sweden. It seems like the sun is in the horizon all night in summer. 

The next day we went to a beautiful spa called Ystad Saltsjobad. The resort is located in front of the sea which is perfect for running out of the sauna and plunging into freezing cold water. There were apparently health benefits in doing this. Of course there was already a little plunge pool inside but we tried the real deal. Unfortunately the dash from the sauna to the ocean meant you had to run down a long pier before you can take the plunge. It was invigorating to say the least!

We were best off relaxing in the outdoor spa, watching the sea and chopping.

The next day we visited the Count. Or just walked to the Count's residence and explored the property for a bit. This is one of the cute worker houses in the fields.  

Pretty little daisies.

Serenity.

More thatched roof houses nearby.

The next day we packed up and drove to Malmo. We took a 20 minute train to Copenhagen and flew from there. We returned to London tired with amazing memories.