The Swede and I woke up early this Valentine's Day morning and bundled up for a romantic day of ice fishing. Papa Swede's fishing club was hosting a major competition on the great Lake Mälaren and meanwhile thousands of skaters from various countries glided by on the 80 kilometer race route from Uppsala to Stockholm in the Vikingarännet. It was peaceful and serene and, yeah, I'm gonna say it, cold as hell. But doing something you've never had the opportunity to do before you met your Swedish love is a mighty fine way to spend this holiday, if you ask me.
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