Nordiska Museet

Once a week we visit a museum with my Lidingö fellow-mates. This week we choose the Nordiska Museet. 

Basically this is just to give you a little rest from party pictures.

Something very Swedish - The Majstång, they dance around it at Midsummer's eve: 

Not a museum, rather than holy place:

Giant King:

Not from IKEA:

Very similar to 6th floor family dinner:

Bling-bling:

Handicraft wall:

Newspaper headlines to announce that II World War has begun:

As it was also Halloween, we had dinner with costumes:

Pussar

Ewert and the Two Dragons at Debaser Slussen

 On Friday my Mister went back to London. Instead of crying and eating chocolate at home, I went to see Ewert and the Two Dragons. Of course I did not go alone - Lidingö people always move around in a herd, we do not function as individuals. Talking about weird groups - Debaser was full of Estonians, which was a bit frightening. In the end everybody screamed "Korrata" not "En gång till".

"Oh, I did not know that you were taking a picture":

Guys, who hate people in relationships, look the other way, but others can go "Aww!" right now:

Monika really likes to be first in a club:

Girls with Mister Meany:

You know the rule with disco-ball, it stands for a good party:

Southern-Europe:

Pose much?:

Awkward pictures in a toilet:

Female individuals from the stone age:

"I don't even":

Buttocks power:

Chequered boys:

I am the hobbit among humans:

Catalan people can sing, I mean really they can sing!:

He is in pain:

Good old circle and dancing:

Stockhome:

Clap!:

Estonians approve:

Luciano can smise even with one eye:

Boogie time:

And then it started:

The one and only successful band from Estonia. SO PROUD!:

10% of Estonia population was there:

I always knew what was coming up:

Goods:

Because everybody has Instagram, the respect towards quality pictures has decreased massively. That's why this is Janne Vanhemmens segment:

 And now the story of how we went to the city. Swedish peace and quiet was disturbed:

Catalan spice and Luciano in the mirror from Wilma Circus on Vimeo.

Eva's and Marianne's birthday party

On Saturday we stayed in and walked a maximum ten steps from our doorway to Eva's and Marianne's birthday party. Don't you just love parties, where you have no worries whatsoever how to get home.

Our 6th floor has an amazing vie, therefore it's called the Sky Bar now on. 

Wilma Circus off, Gaga on (yes, Positivus handband still on):

Preparations before the party:

It's bloody amazing, how much food our parties consist of. I'm used with alcohol pouring like a waterfall, not food:

6th floor, near the elevator, drunk people can go home easily:

I found this wild guy in the forest:

Actually contrary to common belief, you must not give hedgehogs milk:

Blurry friend photo, before we went crazy over Gangnam style:

The amazing trio, only Daniele is drowning:

Well, well, well, what do we have here?:

My friends really really like to sing:

I'm a bit embarrassed that I know most of Beyonce's songs by heart: 

Wave goodbye - the story how we send off our guests. "Dörrarna stängs. Nästa station femte våningen":

 No shitty, blurry pictures. Here is a really nice one. All rights reserved to Janne Vanhemmens:

As I said If you meet a Russian that has moved to Texas and works for NASA now. Then you know it's a good party, because he understands the meaning of vodka.