This was not really my show. I was third best bitch yesterday, and second best bitch today.
Sometimes, they say in Mum's home country America: second place is first loser. I do not really agree. I believe you can be happy for a second place as well, if you have done your best but the winner is good enough to beat you nevertheless. Congratulations to all the winners!
We are on our way home now. The train is due to arrive in Örebro late this evening, but we will be picked up there. I enjoyed going by train a little more when we went here, because it was in the daytime, when I could watch the landscape passing by outside the window. Still, sitting in Paula's lap during the train journey is always nice.
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