I’m back from the wilds, from a place with a name I can’t really remember, let alone spell. Four days on a farm, almost in the middle of nowhere, with the worst GSM-conditions in the country (probably), and, if I was lucky, a GPRS-connection if I pressed my phone against the South wall. A $50 taxi ride home from the nearest disco/pub, simply called "The Hotel" Which closed at one in the morning.
Quickly summed up: I had a very good time with Stine and her family.
I don’t feel I’ve got too much to write right now, so I think I’ll just grab some food and watch a couple of episodes of the second season of South Park. The DVD arrived on the 23rd, but I’ve not had the time to get it at the post office until today. Go get them, Cartman!