A group of us went to Gränna, a town about an hour north of us on the lake. We live at the southern end of the lake Vattern, one of the longest lakes in Sweden. Visingsö is an island in the middle of the Vattern which is directly across from Gränna. Legend has it that a troll wishing to cross the Vattern couldn't quite make it in one step, so he created Visingsö by putting clods of dirt in the middle of the lake until an island was formed. Then he was able to pass. My great-great grandmother was born just outside of Gränna!
I'm sorry, but I really liked this dog! He was on the ferry next to me heading out to Visingsö. I named him Alfred.