Saturday, July 8

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Sandholmsudden, 11:00


We go to the Saturday market which features a guess the weight of the fish competition. Irma gets remarkably close, but not as close as the winner.

The market takes place under a dark but rain–free sky. Just as we leave, a sudden and torrential rain appears from nowhere and everyone on Benita’s terrace grabs their beer and runs wherever they can to get under cover.

Some people attempt to run indoors, some try to crowd into the small covered area, and some race with their glasses to their boats or cars.

We have already got into the car and sit and watch until a space clears for us to drive off.