Whereas Swedes are celebrating Midsommar around the traditional tree and enjoy this great Swedish event, we have just taken advantage of desert beach at Falsterbo with Benoit, Cédric, Camilla, Michael her brother and Nina, her friend. Alone on the beach, we didn't enjoy watching all the folklore of such a day in Sweden. Moreover, the first drops of a rain (that never really fell) incitated us to come back to Malmö. Certainly for our sake because we arrived in town just before the shops to close (on Midsommar afton day, everything is closed or almost). So we were able to buy some stuff to eat for dinner (as we, again, didn't fill the fridge up the day before...) all together...
Once again, a French midsommar with nothing else Swedish than the girls invited for dinner...