One of the best things about my trip to Uppsala was seeing my sister again. She took the ferry in from Åland to hang out for a day or two. It was a tight squeeze to fit all four of us into my brother's two room apartment.
Note the matching cups.
"Your father knows."
And we met Jacob. We made him play the ukelele and sing for us when we took a road trip out to my brother's new house. The car radio was broken.