

Boras, Sweden
Sweden. Weird place. Hot Women. Weird place. I arrived in Sweden seriously strapped for cash. One night I spent sleeping on a bench in outside of a trainstation in Denmark. By the time Robbie picked me up from the train station in Boras he was looking at me like a was a refugee or something. It was a little funny. I hadnt seen Robby since our school days in Hawaii, even though he lives only 2 hours away in San Diego we didnt meet again until we were on the other ...