A Frozen Lake and Barcelona

David, old favorite on the blog, came to visit us a few weeks ago. We were really excited because we would have one day in Gothenburg, then shoot up to Kiruna for four and a half days of far-north activities: northern lights, dog sleds, ice hotels, Arctic Circle – the works. We did lots of Gothenburg things the day after he arrived.

One big surprise for all of us was Delsjön! It had been (and is now again) ass-cold in the entire country. Lots and lots of snow and temperatures hanging around -5 to -10! I wanted to take David on my “regular walk” through the woods but when we got to the lake this is what we saw:

(ok not gonna lie – this post is basically impossible to read. My blog has finally died. Try it here on Medium: https://medium.com/@heyamberwilkie/2017-the-year-i-actually-started-fitting-in-to-sweden-2c6bb7b74079)

This trip to Lisbon was supposed to be a trip to visit David and eat all the things in DC, but he was hosting other folks. I planned a week off between jobs, but then found myself in need of a new travel plan. In Europe, this is never a problem. You pop your dates into Momondo and see where you can fly for reasonably cheap. Portugal, they said. And so it was.