Sunday started slow, which was very good as I couldn’t, or can’t, really move that well after yesterdays escapades. I guess that is how old people feel. Alas the peace was not to last; due to future plans made my grandmother decided to celebrate her birthday this weekend, so that the whole family could join. This means a few hours in the company of my sister, brother-in-law, the two Duracell bunnies also called nieces, mother dearest and of course grandmother.
As usual, grandmother set a lovely table with an amazing salmon dish with a proper cake for dessert.
Once all the food, cake and coffee was partaken me and mother jumped into the car to make it on time for the hockey game. I love being back in Gotham City when the hockey is on and I’m able to make it to the game. Malmö has a team, they are just not as good and I can’t claim that many hockey interested friends down here.
I might have been a bit distracted while watching the game as well, the lovely Miss T was running the New York Marathon today, so I constantly checked her progress on my phone. And the girl did awesome, and I’m very proud of her, she did a fab job!
This evening we also got a taste of the ice show you will be able to see daily at Liseberg when they open for christmas, and for you that don’t know what Liseberg is; it’s one of the biggest amusement parks in Europe and the green bunny is their mascot. If nothing else, the show puts you in a real good mood. And so does your team winning the game.
And a good thing that was, as due to the game I opted for the bus home since the last train would have made me miss the end of the game. However the bus was packed with people and the promised wi-fi and power outlets were nowhere to be seen, so a tad bit grumpiness came upon me.
I think I counted out that in all the years that my sister lived in Malmö, added to all the years that I have lived in Malmö, this was the first time ever that I took the bus. I wont say that I never will take the bus again because if the choice stands between the train and a hockey game+bus, the hockey will win every time! And apparently the bus doesn’t have to stick to its time schedule since we left early from a couple of cities and made it home 20 minutes before planned arrival, so it’s not all bad.
Now I’m enjoying a cup of chamomile tea trying to wind down a bit before hitting the sack, need to be fresh and ready for a full day of student life tomorrow – not!
And thank you mum for an awesome weekend, already looking forward to the next time we get to hang!