Okay so last Saturday, I woke up and looked around. I managed to get up. Johan and I ate breakfast, though mine was just a banana. Then, Robin and Mia met us and we all got in the car. We all left for the airport, complete with Fuzzy my stuffed teddy bear, my suitcases, and my backpack. We got to the airport, then they went through baggage with me and through to the gate. I hugged everyone goodbye. I almost cried, but I managed to control myself somehow. On the plane from Lulea to Stockholm, I had breakfast. Yay for Swedish milk, lingonberry yogurt, and bregot (butter). I sat next to a nice German businessman. So then I got to Stockholm. Even though I tried, I didn't see the wooden horses Sweden is famous for. So
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