It all started out just like it was supposed to. Our visitors arrived with no problems. They were exhausted, but happy to sit down, get settled, and enjoy a great meal that Jen cooked. How great was this? I started to become aware of the party happening behind the house during dinner, but thought little of it. Probably just some family getting together for a BBQ and a few beers. At 2:00 a.m. as I was listening to “JUMP” by Van Halen at full blast and suffering the slurred Swedish speech coming from across the fence I was less than impressed. I even heard children running around screaming. Needless to say this was less than a perfect introduction to Sweden for Jen’s sister and her family. At around 2:30 I contemplated going over there, but given my luck encountering people who don’t understand me I thought that trying to explain how rude they were being wouldn’t go over well…in any language. It’s roughly 10:30 a.m. here and everyone is still trying to sleep off the effects of either jetlag, or ABBA Fest 2009. It’s going to be a long day.