So Sara literally had tears in her eyes as our plane descended into Gothenburg Central airport. Tears, I tell you! It was amazing to think that for two years she has been so devoted to all things Swedish and we’re finally here. We were met at the airport by Roland, the father of our exchange guy, and he drove us to the house and gave us a thorough tour and overview of how everything works. He was delighted to learn that Sara was here to further her Swedish education, and told us the story about His Sarah, the exchange student he cared for many years ago who came from Ohio. Apparently he and his family took such pains to teach Swedish to His Sarah that she was the only one in her group to have actually learned the language while she was here. It can be tough, as so many Swedes speak English so well and want to practice, so he advised Sara to be steadfast and to tell everyone that she is trying to learn and prefers to speak Swedish. Either way, the two of them were chatting away in the car, and we were all quite impressed with Sara’s proficiency. 
We went to the local bathing place near the house and found the water to be surprisingly warm, and Sam actually swam for about 30 minutes. The next day, Roland came back to drive us for a tour of the local attractions, which included a lovely nature preserve where we got to snuggle with a newborn foal (!!) and take a long walk through the woods. Roland also showed us a few of the local bad platser that we can bike to, including this cool spot with big climbing rocks and a sandy inlet for shallow swimming and a few docks to jump off. Sam keeps asking us to take us back there. But Momma, it’s PUBLIC! They have a SIGN! Ah, the simplicity of youth.
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