The Archipelago

So Anders got me a moped. I know they look lame, but dear god they are fun to ride. Me driving a moped in Sweden is Step 1 in my diabolical plan to get my parent's permission to buy one. I mean how could they say no? In the midst of an environmental crisis it would be negligent to neglect fuel efficient vehicles like mopeds. And what cheap insurance! Surely there is no question. Not to mention Gabe and I are currently sharing a car, though we lead two incongruous lives. That was Step 2 in my diabolical plan. Yesterday Betty and I went over to Therese and Anders' house to pick it up. While Therese, Betty, and Bella sat in the cafe I putted around the area getting a feel for my future mode of transportation. Then I went into the cafe got a piece of delicious cheesecake and a CocaCola. And guess what? The CocaCola was in a glass bottle. Proof once again that every country except the U.S. understands how to package a CocaCola. So I am bringing the Swedish glass bottled CocaCola home with me. Then I followed Betty back to her house on the moped, since I didn't know the way. And I must say, it went off without a hitch. Today Betty, Therese, Bella and I took a boat by the sea through the archipelago. We went to an island, got some ice cream and soda, and walked through the lanes, passing by the summer houses of rich Swedes. When we got home I rode around on the moped some more, then watched a little Scrubs. Life is good.