Every four years there is a carnival in Lund, designed and orchestrated by the students at the university. It is an oooooold tradition, since 1848, and this year would be my second carnival ever. When I grew up here I visited with my babysitter, just before our family moved north, and I was 8. I can’t say I remember much of the carnival, but I do remember the crowds and a very embarrassing incident involving peeing myself because I was too shy to let anyone know I needed a toilet in the crowd. Guess, there was a life lesson to be learned there…
Age is just a number 