Monday, December 14, 2009

72 hours in Stockholm

I'm cleaning out a bunch of receipts on my desk today so that I can get reimbursed for business trips. Mixed in with all of the car rentals, hotel summaries, and cab chits were these two receipts. Unlike many of the business items--Applebees in suburban D.C., anyone?!--these absolutely summarize my trip to Lola and Urban's wedding in Stockholm to perfection. 72 hours of absolute open ended fun and games in the capital, punctuated by the odd 20 minutes of calm. Seeing this made me smile and remember how much fun I had with a great group of people. And it also reminded me of gaining entry to the most exclusive night club in Sweden with Rick by using Masha's name. Either there's a very rich and shady character known to the doormen as "Maria Gennadyevna Sumina", or expensive hourly entertainment by the same name. Either way, we were on top of the world for about three hours after using the magic Russian name to get in. Turns out it was a pretty low key but hip young crowd. But the cool kids graciously permitted a couple of old geezers to hang. What a wonderful town and country.

1 comments:

  1. Haha. I didn't know about the name dropping incident. Very cool!

    It was wonderful having you and Rick there as well. Next time you, Maria, and Lyra are in the neighborhood, our casa is your casa!

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