May 6: Home again

It is consoling that it feels like we are home again!

After packing up after breakfast, the day was mostly spent in travel. Though I did attend the morning chapel, where my host, James, was giving the homily in Swedish. He is an American, but he married a Swede and has lived in Sweden for 20 years, so his Swedish is excellent! Though, I’m not the one to judge.

I emailed one of my seminary profs, who is of Swedish heritage, speaks fluent Swedish, and has done many writing and translating projects in Swedish. In fact, he has collaborated with two of the faculty at Johannelund. So, it was fun to email him and relay how we were talking about him. It was in his class that my sense of call to be a Bible teacher was confirmed.

Anya was glad for the trip and had several highlights, especially Stockholm. She’s going to wear her ABBA Museum T-shirt to school tomorrow.

See Anya's face on the far left?
See Anya’s face on the far left?

Below are pictures from our visit to Sweden which didn’t get posted previously, but showing a few more images of our journey.

 

I had to take this for my Swedish conference roomie.
I had to take this for my Swedish conference roomie.
A view of Stockholm Center from a bridge featuring Norse mythology gods (not visible)
A view of Stockholm Center from a bridge featuring Norse mythology gods (not visible)
Flowers here, fruit behind us. We bought some great strawberries!
Flowers here, fruit behind us. We bought some great strawberries!
Anya looked at a lot of things but didn't buy any clothes except the ABBA Museum T-shirt.
Anya looked at a lot of things but didn’t buy any clothes except the ABBA Museum T-shirt.
The casket of King Erik in the Uppsala Cathedral. He is considered a martyr (killed by the Danes) and a saint, because his beheadded head stopped and a spring sprang up.
The casket of King Erik in the Uppsala Cathedral. He is considered a martyr (killed by the Danes in 1160) and a saint, because his beheaded head rolled and stopped, and where it stopped a spring sprang up.

Our flight took us through Copenhagen on our way back, but we didn’t have enough time to get out of the airport. I tell Anya that we can’t count a country visited unless you get out of the airport. She was hoping even to walk outside, but then we’d have to come back through the security check. Yuck! She was consoled by walking through many of the duty free shops and getting a Starbucks frappuccino. There isn’t a Starbucks yet in Stavanger, but they are remodeling a waterfront store by the Cathedral. So, we’ll soon have one.

So, we’re glad to be “home” safely after a great journey.

With blessings,

Beth

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