I am back in Stockholm after four days out in the archipelago where my sister Moa works. Our parents and baby sister are all moving back to Kenya in a few weeks where we’ve lived back and forth since 2005. We packed our bags and a couple of tents and took the boat out to the island spend some time together before we’re scattared over the world. Turns out I love sleeping in a tent, like full on hippie forest person kind of enjoyment! Who would’ve thought huh? I must be my getting old.
During our four days my sister almost broke her foot falling down a ladder, we cycled through fields and meadows, had picnics on cliffs, fought in that way only crazy families do, and devoured the best goddamn Swedish seafood. On one leg I can count to a good 18 mosquito bites and my face is burnt from sun.
A really good time by the sea. I’ll miss living close to my weird family.