Masked Intruder, Stockholm, Monday, Sept. 8
I leave for home tomorrow, Sept. 9, so today was a free day. My friend Ulrika and I drove up yesterday because she wanted the car for a retreat she was going on with other 1st and 2nd year students in her Deaconess course. We arrived last night after 8, after a long car ride. She showed me around –good thing, because we had very little time this a.m. to say goodbye. But first, I have to write about our intruder last night. The school allows distance students to board, giving them space in music practice rooms. It's basically a room with a bed, piano, and amp. It's located in a basement off a long cement reinforced hallway. Sort of like the basement of a gym. We're across from bathrooms, sauna, and shower. The door handle has a keypad on it. When we were about to go to bed, Ulrika asked me, Should I lock the door? There's a tumbler, which I'm not sure if it overrides the key code. One can also use a key. Anyway, she didn't turn the lock. I was about to say, maybe...