And "it" means: to go around the island of Alnö by bike. It's 40 VERY hilly kilometres and it took me almost 2,5 hours with the city-bike which we have borrowed from our neighbour. I did it this morning at 6 am and now my limbs still feel like over-cooked spaghetti. I probably needed that! As you can see on the pictures we've done some socialising the last days: Dad and I saw Göran and also we invited the wonderful musicians Dan-Gunnar and Karin for coffee at our home. We watched a 15 years old recording from a musical play about the history of Alnö in which Karin and her daughter participated. I was amazed at parts of the libretto: the concluding chorus praised Sweden in a way that brought my mind to the nationalistic socialism I've seen exposed at the museum of national history of Tirana. And as you can see, the Saw mill monument (Sågverksmonumentet) at the centre of Alnö speaks a bit of the same Eastern-Europe-pre-1989-language. Well, not that there is nothing to be proud of. The life of the saw mill workers and other workers was radically changed to the better through their organising themselves in trade unions. Göran can testify to that! He started working at an Alnö saw mill after 7 years at what he calles "The university of Hovid" (the village school at the northern part of the island) so he knows what this hard work is like.