The South. Where there are tanned, slim women walking around every day on the beach promenade and where you can buy a mojito tastier than anywhere else in the world in the bar, and give a nod, a knowing glint, and a raised glass to a tanned beauty at a table in the corner.
...no, hang on, sorry, the latter part is all from the South of France, around Saint Tropez and Nice. My bad. The South of Sweden...we don´t get those thing all that much, except over summer, where they make great mojitos and the beautiful woman are tanned, but after those two days, there´s a very clear lack of it.
Something should be done, in my humble opinion.
Maybe if we pollute the Earth some more the Riviera will flood and all those things will be on the beaches of the Baltic instead. Saves airfare.
D.
Sarcasm. Oh yeah, like that´ll work.