Go shopping the day before Christmas has become a terrible tradition for my dad and myself. The 23rd December every year we meet and spend hours running in and out in the overly packed store in Stockholm, and today wasn't anything different. We might have bought less things than we normally do but still we could hardly carry home all the things we got.
The photos above were taken at our very quick lunch break at Taco Bar.
My legs are aching but I will anyway now go for a 90 min class of yoga and then... my Christmas starts as I move into my mums place for a coupe of days of celebrating.