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Av EvaLena Hallgren - Lördag 24 juni 08:10

Yesterday was not a fun day, it was hotter than hell, and Mom kept on driving south because she wanted to get closer to Rome, which we are going to today. If this campsite was nicer we would have stayed another night, but the toilets !!!!!!! No paper either??? Knowing how fussy Mom is about these things it's a good thing Lucy is providing with a toilet.

 


it feels like we are in a refugee camp with all the tarps and clotheslines everywhere. It's understanding to shield from the scorching sun though 

   


our space was nice, but very noisy, barking dogs and crying kids late into the night. There was also some kind of entertainment nearby. During the day they had "quiet time" so you couldn't drive in until after 4 pm.......

 


There was a special place for dogs at the beach, which was very nice, BUT not allowed to get into the water? so what is the point of a dog beach then? We broke the rules so I could wet my feet in the Adriatic Sea. 

Mom only went as far as her bum, too cold she said..............but she picked a lot of rocks

 


Adjacent to the camp was a dog park with a small dirty pool. Mom put me in it but I hated it so she gave me a cold shower instead. It is nice to have a park of your own, but this one was covered with sticky burrs that attached to my hair. Mom ended up carrying me to Lucy after my shower where I finally felt comfortable to take a nice nap after cooling off.  

Mom went back to the beach with a bag to pick more rocks, so now you all know what souvenir you'll get from Italy ...........a rock

There was also a lot of driftwood, so Mom built an alligator  to represent Florida

   


In Sweden, it is now midsummer celebration and that's when you're supposed to eat herring and drink snaps. Mom didn't bring any but found some little fish at the convenience shop nearby, and a Heineken replaced the snaps which Mom hates anyway. The fish was good, but the potato salad ended up in the garbage. None of that looked appetizing to me so I didn't bother begging. Cantaloupe was the best

 

Driving here we saw fields and fields of sunflowers, these looked very thirsty 


   


at the gas station was a lot of police activity and a big biker gang. MOM, for crying out loud, DON"T let them see you taking pictures.............ok ok

 


it's now 9 am and we're ready to continue on to Rome, hoping it will be a little less hot.


all is well, Buttons

 
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Av EvaLena Hallgren - Söndag 3 sept 06:51


Only 10 more days and we are getting on the plane for that long ride back to the warm sun. I know Mom is not looking forward to the travel but it'll be nice to see everybody again. As of lately, it seems like it has been raining every other day and...

Av EvaLena Hallgren - Torsdag 24 aug 08:08


We have spent all this silent time in Moms puppy town visiting friends and relatives so there hasn't been much to write to you guys about says Mom and this time I have to agree.  Yesterday we started the trip south and spent most of the day driving...

Av EvaLena Hallgren - Måndag 7 aug 06:37


It's been a few days since my update so I have to go back a few days and tell about the visit at Moms relatives that have ducks. I jumped out of Lucy and ran to greet them but that scared them so much I was told not to that again and being the nice...

Av EvaLena Hallgren - Torsdag 3 aug 08:35


Since we now are in the part of the country where Mom spent her puppy years, we are doing a lot of visiting, going from one relative to another.  Continuing my story from a few days back while we were in the small village called Gunnarn Early one...

Av EvaLena Hallgren - Fredag 28 juli 12:04


Nothing to tell is once again the excuse Mom is giving me and my protests don't seem to matter anymore...........Oh well, I guess I have to settle with the little time I do get. We spent a few days at Mom's aunt and her birthday party, where Mom go...

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