luge down the mountain first. So. Much. Fun.
Later, we made our way into town and after peeking in a couple of shops, checking out a classic car show, and stopping for ice cream and to play at a playground, we found that we weren't in great shape time-wise after all. When we arrived at the celebration, they were just shutting things down and the weather had taken a turn for the worse. Slightly defeated, we plopped down at a restaurant and had burgers for lunch and talked about how much we missed the traditional lunch of deviled eggs and herring and Mama Swede's meatballs. We decided then and there that we'd drive to the cabin instead of straight home in the morning. Mama and Papa Swede were there with the herring and the sunshine, and all-in-all it was a pretty fabulous weekend.