Fri 02/27/09 (Day 27) - Somebody Saw a Moose

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I have word that there was a moose accident on our drive home, but we didn't see a thing. So apparently someone else saw a moose and then proceded to stricke it down forcefully with their van. I believe that all humans survived unharmed, but I'm not sure what happened to the van or the moose. I'm glad to hear everyone is safe, but a bit disappointed Dave and I still haven't had a moose sighting. A wildlife park may be required in the near future.

A simple day at work, a moose-missing drive home and an even more boring Friday night. Dave had to get up early Saturday to pickup his wife at the airport in Helsinki and I guess I was just tired. We met at Sevilla for dinner, partly because it's close and mostly because Dave is addicted to their liver. It was a good time and the food is generally pleasing. I started with an assortment of Spanish cheeses and olives, while Dave had a bowl of spicy prawn soup that was as big as his head. We both enjoyed our starters; the cheeses were all hard cheeses, and surprisingly sharp. For my main course I had Spanish meatballs and Dave had the liver, of course.

After dinner, my plan was to play catchup on this blog, then go to sauna for a while, clean up and maybe go out for a drink. Well, I started the blogging bit and next thing I know it's Saturday morning and I'm sleeping next to my laptop. How about that?

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Photos

Sevilla!
Dave attempts to dance like the lady on the menu.

Liver!
This is it, Dave's beloved liver.