Friends that I miss...

When the weather is what it is here I can't help but miss the good times I had on Guadeloupe when i was there. And I miss all the good friends I made there. Such beautiful friends. But not only beautiful, with theese friends it truly was the inside that counted.

Sure, you meet friends like this wherever you travel, but some of the ones in Gwada I truly miss. Happily I took photos of them to remember them by. And now I want to share my memories with you, so here they are, some of the friends I met:

Tis guy we met the very first evening. Cool guy, but we wanted better companions so we never met him again after that.

We hung out many evenings with theese siblings, as they lived right next door from the hotel and they didn't demand a lot of money in order to come out and play. Maybe not the best of friends, but good enough.

This was an odd fellow. Met him in an restaurant and liked his name so we invited him to join us. That was before we realized that he was mixing it up with tequila, and some things just shouldn't be mixed so after a greeting we never heard from him again.

This was without a doubt the best friend we made on our trip to the islands. A local guy that had hardly ever even left the island. But what a guy. We hung out practically every night and had good old times. Him I miss most of all.

This little girl was another local one. She was pretty enough and decent company so we invited her a couple of evenings, but she didn't really leave much of a mark and was more of a hang-around than a real friend.

After realizing that it was unneccesary to meet the locals just a few at a time we got hold of a whole family of theese people. House and everything. They rode around with us on some of our excursions and made sure we enjoyed ourselves. Good guys and gals...

We even met a danish guy that had settled on the islands. He came around for a party but in the end we thought it was boring to hang around with people from scandinavia when we were in the carribbean so we parted ways soon after.

Well that was the gang, and what a gang... Just lucky that there are plenty of friends here at home to keep me from missing then too much!

/TSO

Thursday morning coming down

So it's two days since Sweden demolished Greece, as I right here on the blog predicted they would do, in the Euro's. 2-0 and greece didn't create one decent chance. (They did have one, but it was Daniel Andersson that created that for them)



The rest of that night is a bit of a blur, but it ended around four, half past four, in the morning. That was after a bit of a hawaii-night at the Rockbar. And off course walking across Göteborg home to majorna with the mandatory stop at 7s Fastfood (loose translation, 7ans Gatukök) where mashed potatoes and meatballs were devoured much like the ancient T-Rex would devour an unlucky, and five minutes later extremely extinct, creature.

And since yesterday was spent beeing severly hung over and at work it didn't leave much time to reflect over the win here on the blog. Now I feel alittle better and it's time to make my entry.

Just in time to start getting exiced about the Spain game on saturday. I will also get a visit from Majk, an exile stockholmer living in Lund. Beers will be drunk and all will be well. And even if Sweden do not beat Spain we still have a good chance of going through by beating Russia in the last game so the nerves will be under control hopefully.

I would also like the thank Australia for the support and faith that surley helped Sweden in their win agains Greece. And also I'd like to say that off course there would be a 3a.m. text. If Sweden plays well the whole world should know it right away. :)

Also, I give myself a pat on the back for completing the longest entry in the history of the blog. And also thank you, for reading all the ramblings.

/The Scabrous One

New leader in the Premier Fishing League 2008

The other day WillyBoy and TSO went on a spontanious fishing expedition to the coast.

The Mission: to extend TSO's lead in the spieces section of this years competition.

Here you can se WillyBoy arriving at the site where we would be fishing. We had another location marked out initially but reports came in that made us relocate to just outside Hjuvik. It started slow but soon enough the action was on!

Here is TSO with the first catch of the day, a scaryass crab of some kind that is a disturbingly close match to the evil critters in Cloverfield. Naturally we ran like little girls before collecting the curage to get upclose and personal with it before eventually throwing it back into the abyss.

The sea-gods was happy with that sacrifice and rewarded TSO with this fine Ballan Wrasse. About one kilo is a good weight for one of theese. This was followed by another smaller Wrasse. WillyBoy also caught a fish belonging to the cod-family around this time but alas - no photo of this. You will have to take our word for it.

Here is a proper cod though, taken by yours truly. Small for sure... but a cod all the same. And with them on the brink here on the west coast every encounter is fun.

I don't even know what this is... Some sort of sculpin probably. That's the fun thing about fishing along the bottom of the coast, you never know what to expect.

All good things come to an end though, but this expedition had proven to be a success. The Scabrous One have now caught six spieces of fish. And a weird crab to be used as a tiebreaker.

The list so far:

1. Perch
2. Barracuda
3. Blue Marlin
4. Ballan Wrasse
5. Cod
6. Some sort of Sculpin

For now I claim the nr1 spot!

/The Scabrous One