Wo ist das Meer?

A little stop on our way to Halmstad for a wedding. The weather is in between and I don’t really know how to dress my shoulders… M is lovely cute, as usual and it will be an exciting day. This little stop is made in a coffe, that is prolly the most boring of all Sweden. And talk of slavery: the dam who gave us our drinks seems to be an old Danish lady, earning some pocket money during summer in exile in Sweden. Please, give us some decent salaries when we will retire… In like 50 years…