My bad. Have neglected you like a zit-ridden stepson, who plays waaay too much WoW to ever experience serious human interaction. But that’s all over now. Mommy’s here. Anyway, just wanted to show you the kind of souvenirs I like to bring back from vacations. This time, 750 grams of beautiful self-picked chanterelles from Sweden. Now that beats the hell out of any miniature Eiffel Tower or brick from the Berlin Wall. Needless to say, the delicious souvenirs didn’t make it past the border. But this photo did.
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