Thieves in Malmö?!

Should be fairly easy to track...

No worries, take a deep breath

So, my wife talked me into participating in one of her research projects at the university. First part was a thorough test of my lung functionality. Managed to take this pic during the session - sorry for it being blurry, but wouldn't you also get a bit shaky if you're supposed to take a deep deep breath from a machine with a hose connected to that sinister canister...

Interesting findings: My lung capacity is a massive 10 liters. What's more surprising is that I'm apparently 1,5 cm taller than a few years ago... Hm... Wonder if I will pass 2 meters anytime soon?

Brönnestad, the final frontier

The gang gathering before leaving the civilized parts of Brönnestad, Hässleholm; me, Jenny, Therese, Filiph, Markus, Zidon.

At the horse take-away (what's it called?!), when being asked about our experience with horses and horse riding in general, my dad was quick to conclude that he'd been riding since he was five years old. Eh... Ok, he might have been on a few horses when he was a kid, but he's not an experienced horseman I would say. Well, now he got the toughest horse, which resulted in him loosing the right stirrup just when we were about to start galloping.

Markus shows off his skills in black belt dressage. Sweden, two points.

More pics here.