End of a Swedish summer
It’s become a bit of a tradition it seems to go home over the bank holiday weekend in August – even though last year we spent it in Spain… Anyway, this year it perfectly coincided with the elections in Sweden so I stayed a few extra days.
<— this is the happy face you make when you get to wake up at home with your family and drink Swedish coffee
<— this is the face you make when you just voted!
<— this is the face you make when you get to spend time with the people you love the most