I met my first Swede in 1996. His name was Bjorn. He was skating the curb at the Branham and Snell Safeway. After that, many Swedes came out to visit. What’s amazing is that Fredrick’s first trip to the States, he stayed on the South Side of SJ. At a sketchy house too. Following that trip, he came back out with Stefan and they stayed at 83 with Scary Luis. They had invited me to their country back in 2000 but I could never afford it. Finally, after 12 years, a fresh start on life and some extra cash allowed me to get a ticket. Such a beautiful country. THANK YOU FREDDIE, AMANDA, AND STEFAN!