If Swedish tell you that ' it's not always raining in Sweden' , it's only a euphemism. EVEN IF IT'S NOT RAINING it's blowing your head off! But, we have to admit, this gloomy tempest weather has its charm and we let it seduce us... as they say' there is no bad weather, there is only inapropriate cloth' , we wore the Swedish suitable cloths and went for a walk around a little island of Ön,( SIC! That's it, the name of the island is ' Ön'!) The island is 3 km long and from our students' house, where we were invited to spend a night after a special milonga, we could see the impressive view of the bridge to Copenhagen, which, slowly, as inspired by GOLDEN GATE, was desappearing in the fog, in front of our eys... YES; BREATHTAKING, but lets get IN for a cup of hot coffe, and, yes, Bill, would you have some of this excellent cogniac to add to it?
We had some other lovely invitations. Even in artist's apartments, like the one above.. with artistic " salad bar" including cheeses, hams and all the good italian stuff. HELSINGBORG!
Victor is and always WILL BE AN ARQUITECT! Especially in Europe, with the magnificent pieces of arquitecture he has studied and admired for ages! Then Victor-dancer becomes Victor arquitect and.. Victor small boy!