I Remember Mama." Later, when I met Joe, we discovered Danish design for the home. And when we joined our Lutheran church and learned about the festival of Santa Lucia, the 30-year-old attachment to Sweden began. I've dreamed of visiting Sweden for so long, that somehow in my mind I became Swedish, and needed to return to "my homeland." Family and friends have teased me about all of this, but with little impact. I never thought, though, that I would ever actually "go home." The costs and logistics of a such a trip seemed to be beyond us.
About a year and a half ago, I noticed that Star Clippers, the sailing cruise line that we had taken to Greece five years ago, was starting a new route to the Baltic Sea. Star Flyer was actually going to Sweden! Literally trembling with excitement, I shared the news with Joe and the decision was made. With the help of my terrific cousin, a travel agent, planning began.
We left home on May 24, and returned two weeks later, on June 7. It was the trip of a lifetime, and the upcoming entries on this blog will be a detailed account of our journey. I hope you will want to accompany me as I remember this wonderful experience.