Ox Tail and Bananas

Everyone was a hurting unit the day after the party. I think the average wake up time was around 2 pm. We veged out for some time then headed home around six o' clock.
We were so hungry when we got home, and the plan for dinner was pizza. Should be good. No one can mess up pizza. The menu was all in Swedish so that made ordering tough. Ana said she would not translate, just tell us if she liked that pizza or not. So I made the decision for us. A pie called Jessica especial was near the top of the list, so I assumed that it must be popular. That it was. But not so much back at home. Ana said it was an excellent choice. Turns out was we got was a pizza with bananas, ox tail, and a sweet curry sauce.

This was the first food I had tasted that I had to honestly choke down. Warm, mushy bananas are not that good of a topping. Ox tail is ok, but kinda flavorless. The sweet curry had such a strong banana flavor it kind of ruined everything. The crust was way thin, making this pizza impossible to eat with out a fork. Not to impressive. I wouldn't eat most of the bananas and zoey hated the ox tail. So we managed to get it all eaten as a team.

I can't imagine what thailand is going to be like. Hopefully there will be some sort of english translation, or at least english letters.

After dinner we went to bed kinda early. Another journey to endure in the morning.

The next morning we got ready to go visit Ana's parents, who live eight hours south of Stockholm. Ana has a car, but it's a very small one. Something called a Ford KA2 or something. It is only sold in Europe. It is a little two door hatch back with 13" tires. Very similar to my Suburu Justy (the incredible edible egg). The trip was not all that comfortable but we made it to a town called Simrishamn, pronounced Simitysam. It is beautiful here. We are right by the sea and the town looks like a typical European village. Cobblestone streets and sidewalks, cute shops and lots of flowers. I love it here.

We are only like an hour away from Denmark so we're going to make a day trip out of it.

We just found out that the EU will only let us stay here for three months. This shortens our plans by a month. So I think were maybe going to try to go to Morocco and New Zealand. But we'll see about that.

Fear and Loathing or The Bravery Snail

So I am feeling better now. Socially that is. We made the one hour trek to the birthday party, and it was neat to see all the new road signs and great landscape. The road signs crack me up. Common sense helps figuring out some, but others are a complete mystery.

Upon arriving to the party, we said hello to the few people that were there (we were early) and were shown our cabin for the night. Kinda laid around for a while then Zoey headed out to the party. I on the other hand was not doing to well with being around these strangers. It was very odd. As you know I normally thrive in situations like this.

I was now making up silly reasons not to talk to anyone or even leave the cabin. I could hear people laughing outside. I was sure some of them were laughing at me. I knew they were all going to be rude if I did come out. So that wasn't happening. I was sure one of them had some kind of appetite for human flesh, and I was sure to get bitten. Five hours I sat there. Alone. Zoey did come check on me, but I just told her I wanted to stay put.

I had to pee something awful, and needed a smoke. After deciding that there was nothing in the cabin for me to pee in I sunk ever so quietly out the cabin door, and quickly darted around the other side where no one could see me. I peed, lit up a smoke, and like a spy I peeked around the corner of the cabin. I saw the most terrible thing. People having a good time. Still under the impression that Nate in the cabin was the topic of conversation, I crouched down to finish my cigarette.

Then I found the biggest snail I had ever seen. Yellow in color and so beautiful. Into the cabin I went to fetch the camera. When I came out another tiny snail was there too. The tiny snail crawled onto the bigger snail and this made my day. Shit I said. Now I have to go find Zoey to show her this.

Taking a deep breath I braved my way to the party. Like a coward I avoided eye contact with the two men that were in front of Zoey. Hello they said. Hey I said. Hands came out, and I was sure they were going to jump me. Not the case. A handshake was all they wanted. How American I thought. We get to talking, I explain very meekly what I was doing at their party and they ask me what kind of music I liked. Well there was a pointless conversation. What would they know about music. I respond with everything. Abba, ace of base, hip hop. They laugh. What kind of hip hop? I explain. Turns out they know a lot about hip hop. Everything we listen to in the states. They speak with perfect english. Not even an accent. They went to American schools. Come to find out a lot of them did. Everyone speaks English.

Sensing how uncomfortable I was they got me a drink and some snuss. Turns out everyone is super nice and very polite.

I made my way around to meet everyone else at the party, and ended up having a blast. We ate a great dinner, sang songs, and drank lots. The girls decided that Nathan and Satan sounded the same, so they called me Satan all night. Very silly. The party lasted until three or four.

Culture shock maybe? Not quite sure what was going on in the cabin. It was very weird to see that side of me. Over all I'm glad that I did come out. I'm also glad that there is nothing to really be afraid of. People should not scare me. As long as I try, I should be fine, no matter what happens.