1600 km after midsummer, a week of school camp with my dear and oldest friend Michelle was waiting. We met the first day of Kindergarten and now she is an elementary school teacher. Camp took place in a castle where I myself visited in fourth grade. These factors contributed greatly to the curious feeling that is supervising third graders to bed & sleep and overall pretending to be a responsible-minded adult example.

We rode a horse carriage, walked at night through clouds of fireflies, hiked through the hills, got to know a swarm of bees far too well, danced on ropes and spent hours on playgrounds. There was really never enough coffee around (or I'm just used to Swedish amounts of coffee consumption these days)... sure slept well at night.