Swedes are basically done celebrating by the time the 25th rolls around. We had a pretty mellow day, except that we went out for a homecoming skate session at the Karlstad skatehall. I hobbled around and watched people. I was down to really only needing 1 crutch at this point. It was helpful for balance, but it was also helpful for my ego. I didn't strictly need it to walk, but I still walked funny and appreciated folks getting out of my way and not jostling me, and a crutch communicated that really well.
The skate session was really nice. I was worried about my mood ahead of time. It's hard to be at a skate session and not be skating, so I'd thought I'd get sad and angry. We'd gotten an invite from a Gothenburg skater, Katta Sterner, who had also grown up in Karlstad. It felt good to get invited, and it's always good to say yes to things, and Per, of course, was really stoked to skate. But I'd still been worried. It was fine, though. The skaters were friendly, and there were a few 14 year olds who were really extra keen to chat with me. I photographed and interviewed one of them for the zine, so that felt useful.
Right as we were leaving, we figured it would be prudent to check the little store to see if there was anything we should buy. Katta pointed me towards a skate magazine that heavily featured female skaters, and which included a skate tour she'd done the photography for. And also there was a giant pile of Servant skate shoes. Per and I have been skating Servants for five or so years, but they went out of business. We thought our days of skating Servants were over! But one of the guys running the shop got charged with selling off all their old stock! So Per and I each came away with a few pairs of shoes!!
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| Swollen and bruised |
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| More desert. |
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| Big wall art outside the skatehall |
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| Miniramp painted like a basketball court, and a big street section |
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| Look at all those Servants! |
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| That art lights up evidently!! |
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