Sweden with Soul and Beeballer – The Final Day
So I wake up around noonish on Monday. My head is on fire and I don't know how I got from the elevator to the bed. There is no one in the room so for a second I panic. Where are Beeballer and Soul? But they are just sleeping in the lounge to hide from my snoring. How rude!
Beeballer wants to stroll around old town and we can't Read More