Last Friday I left work a bit earlier to catch a flight to Copenhagen, to continue towards Växjö and attend Sladjan's 30th surprise birthday party. Such much excited I was. Little did I know that SAS was planning to make my evening a living hell. At the exact moment, when my boarding pass was scanned, I was asked to step aside as I could not board the plane due to "operational problems". So there I was among those 25 angry passengers who were left behind.
*insert juicy swear words here*
Quickly emergency plan B was put into action. Tickets were rebooked via Stockholm. Friends called friends who called their friends to find me a place to stay for the night, since my flight was delayed 5h and the last Copenhagen - Växjö train had already left. Very messy situation.
All the shit aside everything work out better than I had thought: I met some amazing new people with golden hearts and found out that there is something bigger than Stockholm Det finns något större än Stockholm:
(SAS, it's still not cool between us, I thought we were friends)
Against all the odds I finally arrived to Malmö, met some amazingly kind people
and had a well deserved cold beer after all the stressful events:
We were not in a hurry to go home that night (kirstus on aega küll magada):
I am so thankful for the warm welcome and kindness I received at Malmö.
I would send them million balloons with "Thank you" on them,
however Malmö is really strict about these things:
Växjö welcomed me with 22°C and with very hot women:
Very pale girls enjoying proper weather after 8 months of winter:
Instead of Sweden I had arrived to resort in Spain it seemed:
The theme of the surprise party was leopard
and we delivered:
ALL THE LADIES INDEPENDENT,
THROW YOUR HANDS UP AT ME!:
First things first.
A unicorn needs some inflation:
After all the preparation, the birthday boy arrived:
So much love in one room:
It was difficult not to smile and glow the whole evening:
Don't do drugs,
I sometimes still dream about the food we had that evening:
The cutest leopard cub:
Be a unicorn, not a horse:
The older you get, the better you get,
unless you are a banana:
The cake was pure magic:
30 and fabulous:
Twerk! Twerk! Twerk!:
Växjö had night busses!?!
This place got better and better with every minute:
Cissi's home was not basic:
Then it was time to leave again:
This time I had a planned stop at Malmö:
Met my underbara Farah!:
Fell completely in love with Malmö,
would definitely move there:
Look at this bloody tourist,
now she is in Copenhagen:
Well, hello sailor!
Thank you all for having me! Thank you kind strangers!
Happy birthday Sladjan, you are golden! Friendship is everything!
Sums up my trip very well: