2013-09-05
Obama blocked the roads, so we took a boat.
This required special boat attire.
The captain explained how to avoid certain death.
So we strapped on our goggles…
…and headed for…
…the amusement park!
No, I’m kidding, screw the amusement park.
Nor did we stop at this quaint island home.
Nor did we dock here.
Nor did we stop among the sailboats.
Nor this small flat.
Nej! Onward at 52 knots!
To Sandhamn!
(the blue dot )
A small harbor town.
The gravel path leads to a restaurant.
Where Spotifiers wear napkin hats, consume potatoes, and imbibe beer.
Thanks, Obama!