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Breakfasted Continentally then met up with the B & R group and set off on the big bus for a 45-minute ride. Seems like a nice enough, 1-A kind of group, though (as usual) we’re definitely the youngest ones here. Got off the bus and onto a […]

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Milton prepared for the wake-up-and-ride of the next week by working out in the tiny, compact exercise room in the hotel. (So small that they limit attendance to 5/hour).
We then relaxed in the room until forcing ourselves out into the frying pan around noon. We […]

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Sad that our three-week Scandanavian adventure had come to an end, we packed up and departed the CPH after leaving a nice note for the owner about how wonderful our stay had been due to many members of his staff.
We zipped to the airport then waited in […]

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We had to rush to make our early 11:30am boat to Grinda. En route, we hopped out of the cab to find the T-shirt stand to stock up even more, but of course, it was the wrong street and we had to scramble to make the ferry. […]

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We were so happy in our luxury suite that we hung out and read until around noon. We then taxied to the Stadshuset (City Hall) where we caught the boat to Drottingholm Palace. The ride was sunny and hot, but went through Lake Malaren, which is basically […]

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We spent our usual morning time with Louisa going over all our planning, then asked about the availability of their suite (they only have 10 rooms, of which one is a suite) It was available tonight and Sunday night, but not Saturday, due to a bride and groom […]

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A day that will live in infamy
We slept despite the incessant rattling of Cool Man, our in-room air conditioner, and the clock-radio alarm going off unexpectedly at 7:30, a condition easily solved with an irate yank on the nearest cord. We eventually went downstairs and made friends with […]

Milton began with a workout in the trimroom: an old, but not bad exercise bike and a UG. Milton took the computer down to the meeting room to check our email and had a bit of a start upon seeing the Guam plane crash, being as how Wendy’s brother, Scott had just flown there […]