This past weekend, while family members paid there respects to Gramma and I was inducted into the Hall of Uncles with the arrival of Kacie Lynn (!) we had a roadtrip down to, you guess it, Orkelljunga. It's about a 5 hour journey, crammed in the back of a 9 passenger van - great bonding time if you can stay awake!
We were up early, about 7 to grab a small bite to eat and jump in the vans. The sun doesn't rise til at least 8:30 so it felt even earlier than it was - not to mention I haven't been up much before 11 since I've been here. 


I'm just kidding, he's actually quite the friendly guy. But seriously, don't get on his bad-side. :)
We made it the gym no problem. There's a myth that no team can serve well in the Orkelljunga gym because of its low ceilings and bad lighting, but honestly, it's almost exactly like our gym.
I talked with Brian Beckwith before the match. He was the setter at Hawaii when I played at UCLA. He's growing a dirty mustache to match my frothy beard. He said he really likes Sweden, the team is pretty good and the guys are nice, but his number one complaint was that the town didn't have a bar. I feel for him. Word on the street though is that after our match his team fired two of its Polish professionals to make way for some new American player. Guess who? Kris Kraushaar! He's coming up from his latest stint in Barcelona to give the team a try. They'll be eager to sign him, we'll just have to see if SoCal Kris can handle the cold weather. Ha! He actually got into town there today, a bummer, just 2 days after our match!
Well, the match went as we had hoped! We played perfect, flawless volleyball in the first set and won BIG! No one shined, it wasn't flashy, just controlled, disciplined volleyball. It was awesome. We made a few more errors in the second set, but held on to win a close set of about 25-23. After every second set in a match we have a 10 minute break and this has thus far proved to be out downfall. We came back flat and lost the 3rd set like 26-24. Going an unnecessary 4th set is a real pain in my butt, shoulder, and legs. We managed to hang in there and win the 4th in another close set that went to extra points as well. Tarik was named player of the match, GREAT for his confidence which has been seriously lacking lately.
Afterward, we showered. gathered our things, and headed back out to the vans. It was dark again. Yay! the boys thought I was really cute with all the pictures I was taking, so I'll share a few of them here at the end. Can you imagine the ride home if we had lost? It's more fun to win than to lose!
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I have forwarded Jan Kraushaur's reply to my email (announcing Kacie Lynn), which tells Kris' story. Your niece is an angel.
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