9/9/08 Moving Day #2

So we get a call from Bjorn on Sunday (remember back to beginning when I said how we were keeping our stuff at his and Ulrika’s place while we were on the cruise?) and he asks us when we are getting back. We tell him the middle of the day tomorrow (Monday) and he says- crap. Turns out Ulrika’s dog, Malteh, was being put down that day (long sad story), so they weren’t going to be home. Well all of our stuff was there, so luckily he was able to arrange with his neighbor to leave the keys, otherwise we would have ended back in Lund with no way to get to our stuff that we needed to pack up to get to Stockholm. Everything turned out fine, we were able to stay at Bjorn and Ulrika’s as planned, and then move our stuff the following day, but again, we felt like we had the worst timing! Plus, remember how we had bought a bottle of wine in Malta? Well it was going to be for them, (her dog’s name is Malteh, and he has been sick, so we thought we were being cute) but since we didn’t think they would now appreciate the reminder, we gave them a bottle of Chianti from Florence instead.

So on Tuesday we took a bus to the Malmo airport, rented a station wagon, drove to Lund, packed up our belongings, and drove the 7 hours to our new apartment in Stockholm. The end. (For now. Come back later for more random stories that is my life.)