Did they vacuum clean?
Posted on May 21, 2007
…that’s the question. Because, my flat surely seems like a brand new place after my sister and her fiancee left for Sweden. 
Since I have plenty of things to do tonight, I won’t give you a detailed account of the weekend’s many events and adventures. No, you’ll have to settle with knowing that we had fun, loads of it. But don’t just take my word for it, look how happy Rickard is down at the Perl du Lac.
On Saturday, we didn’t waste any time. We did however, get wasted. Well, at least Rickard and myself. Starting off on Le Brasseur, downing the biggest can of beer my dear sister had ever seen, we rapidly ended up on the inevitably path — quoting Hercule Poirot — to the “degeneration of the mind” that is far too familiar to many of us: namely, the sing-a-long-evening at the local Irish pub.
“But what about Friday?” — I’m sure the attentive reader wonders. Well, on Friday we… walked. And after that, we walked some more. And in the meantime, we passed by the UN building, and its many fountains, the American Mission, and its angry shouting guards, the Botanical gardens with its Peacock bird. Eventually, we reached Lac Leman, cashing in on the long detour by enjoying Geneva’s beautiful lake-side slowly revealing itself.
Oh, and before I forget about it, we went to France as well. We took the boat from Nyon to Yvoire, an old village with a cozy medieval air over it. Before taking off with the boat, we had time to stroll through Nyon.
The picture to the left shows one of those futile attempts to use the camera’s self-timer function. To the right, Rickard is gazing out over the area exactly the way the Romans might have done it after founding the city.
For all savvy Tintinologists, this place is well-known for hosting big parts of the plot of the Calculus affair. Richard and I, both proud owners of the complete newly released Swedish updated translation of the whole Tintin series, decided while downing our tasty gelato (Italian icecream) to react one of the highly interesting scenes from the magazine. Namely, the one below. Hergé would have been proud, I’m sure.
On Sunday night, we finally got the chance to literately dig into Swiss food — yes, you guessed it: cheese fondue! Mandatory stuff for any visitor to Switzerland. Heléne, that includes you! 
Further on, I don’t like to point of the obvious, but just to avoid confusion: we’re looking stupid on these pictures. That was the idea, OK?
And last, but certainly not least. We stalked down Kofi Annan and his Swedish wife! He was eating lunch at the restaurant on Rosseau’s island. I agree it’s embarrassing and shameless, but in the heat of the moment, who can resist good ol’ celebrity spotting?
So everything was perfect? Well almost, the only downside I can think of was the Indian family pictured to the right. 
Although I’m sure they’re great people, they apparently used some voodoo magic on Heléne’s and Rickard’s camera wiping out all of their photos. Rickard must have ran out of karma after secretly paparazzied them.
So, I’m waiting for an invitation to the Strawberry Day. What is taking you so long? 
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men… ölen ser ju alldeles gul ut
Ölen ser gul ut för att den är bryggd på vete (Weissbier). Blaskigt värre, men gott ändå.
Frankrike känns medeltida eftersom det är otroligt medeltida. Checkar, torghandel och gator trånga som…