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So, I’m picturin it—me, all nervous, sweatin bullets, tryin to be cool. Maybe I’d say somethin dumb like, “Do you like… dig soil samples?” Cuz, ya know, agronomist life. She’d stare at me, probly thinkin, “This dude’s nuts.” And I’d be like, “I’m just tryin to plant some seeds here!” Ha, that’s what she said! Oh man, I’d die laughin at myself.

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We finally roll into Gamla Uppsala, and I hop off at the wrong stop. Ugh! I’m now standing in front of the Uppsala Cathedral, which is stunning, but I’m late! I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I whip out my phone, trying to figure out where I’m supposed to be. Turns out, I’m supposed to be at the Gamla Uppsala Museum. So, I start power-walking, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Seriously, how many pics do you need of the mounds?

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