Karlshamn Sweden

This morning we picked up our car. It is a Skoda Fabia. Basically a really base small car but the gas mileage is great and at $8 a gallon who cares. The countryside in Sweden is so beautiful. We passed rolling hills as green as Ireland with all kinds of crops and perfect little red farmhouses. It seems at least 75% of Swedish houses are red with white trim and a multitude of every color flowers. It is very appealing. After checking into our hotel we went to Morrum , the town where Bert's father was born. We headed for the church and within 5 minutes had found the graves of his grandparents. It was uncanny but Bert seemed to zero in on the exact spot. We later planted flowers on their site. These cemeteries are absolutely beautiful. Every plot is just filled with several types of flowers and shrubs. They are well tended and there is even a shed for spades and shovels and watering cans. We drove to the next village of Elleholm where, through a fortuitous turn and quirk of fate, found ourselves on a dirt road talking to a kid painting his barn-red of course- and he mentioned the cemetery down what seemed to be a deserted road. We followed his direction and again within minutes were standing at the gravesites of Bert's great-grandparents and their daughter. Again a fabulous setting near a stream. An idyllic place to spend eternity! Seriously if you have to have a hometown this area would make anyone proud. What is even better is that every single person we have encountered speaks perfect English. I had never really thought of Sweden as a must see place but I have changed my mind. Now if they would just lower their prices by about half...