Möhippa! (Hen Night/ Bachlorette Lime in Sweden)

Finally one of the main reasons for our trip was about to happen! The Bachlorette Lime or Möhippa (as they say in Sweden) night was finally here! Unfortunately we didn't have all the bridesmaids (as some of them couldn't fly in from their various international destinations in time) but we nonetheless had a fun night planned of drinks, sillyness and dancing! First we went for dinner to a beautiful restaurant in the city, that had the most romantic and soothing atmosphere. Soft lighting mixed with a really beautiful rustic/natural theme of brick, green foliage and fireplaces at some of the tables! Yuh KNOW this Caribbean girl was sitting next to the fire! Even though it was the 'warm' summer month of August, I was still in love with my thick coat when outdoors day or night. 

Beautiful restaurant in Malmo

Table by the fireplace!

The Möhippa dinner crew

Dinner was really lovely, delicious menu and the wine was flowing as we all spoke of our love and well wishes for the Bride To Be. We ate our bellies full until it was time to dance the night away, and before we left we surprised her with some secret silly goodies we ran away a day before to get in town - feather boas, a crown (of course!) and sash so everywhere else we went they would know what was UP.

Sadly not everyone could stay for the partying so we took some group pics and then went on our way to find a club that could handle us. So our international group of 2 Trinis, 1 Trini/Scottish/Brit, 1 Japanese and 1 Swedish girl started on the exciting phase of the festivities!

The Colours of Benneton group of lovely legs

One of the best experiences I had in Sweden was walking around in a little dress and heels in the middle of the night - with just us girls - tipsy and happy. It was SO SAFE! Like...seriously. Initially the suspicious Caribbean city girl in me was in full gear, ready to ward off any threats that would appear by tongue lashing or acting like a wild banshee. But after a few minutes of walking the super quiet, empty (and did I mention clean!) streets, we saw a couple that was totally calm and happy, walking hand in hand like it was the middle of the day in a park full of people. Slowly I began to relax and I realised there were really no visible threats to our safety whatsoever. Just people out enjoying the night and not bothering anyone at all!

So eventually after walking around a bit we found a little spot that looked like a bar, and we began the madness with some milky shots and some photos with random guys (no photos of random guys or our mischief will be posted here - sorry! I want us all to continue being in happy relationships haha) 

The Möhippa partying crew!

After getting more into the groove we wanted an actual club to have fun in, so we left and walked around a bit more, trying to decide where we could go. Then! All of a sudden! I heard a beat that sounded weirdly familiar...

All the girls were doing their usual talk-over-and-with-each-other-at-the-same-time thing, so I told them "WAIT! SHUSH! LISTEN!"

And then all of a sudden we heard "HEH! HA!" in the all too familiar voice of Machel Montano emanating from a big building full of coloured lights! (for those of you who don't know...Machel is like the Michael Jackson of Trinidad and Tobago...so it was a pretty big friggin deal). Listen to Machel Montano's music here! 

We all squealed and jumped up and down with excitement because they were playing OUR Soca artiste! We HAD to go there!! So we tried to be calm as we walked past the guards and entrance people, although we all wanted to 'buss a wine' right then and there, and we finally got in the club! We totally didn't have the big $$ to buy drinks, so we naughtily snuck in a bottle of alcohol with us, along with some plastic glasses to drink our contraband! We snuck into the female bathroom and took a toast to the BTB and then got to the part of the night we were all waiting for! Dancing!!

Naughty Alcohol Smuggling in the bathroom LOL

The club was soooo cool with the most modern lighting and sound systems, and we danced like it was the last night of our lives. One of my besties Sarah (the Trini/Scot/Brit) and I decided to go into the thick of the crowd to see what it was like, and we almost lost each other because we felt like hobbits in a sea of ents (yes I'm a nerd just deal with it) because everyone was SO tall! It was so weird for us too because no one was touching each other! We tried to do little dances with people..a little hip touch here, a little back rub there...and people were not responding! For Trinis that's a pretty weird feeling - in Trinidad everyone dances with everyone, even if they're complete strangers you can get a little hug or a hip bump out of fun. So we decided ok let's really try this theory out! We saw a group of guys (like in their young 20s) and we decided to hit them with a Trini greeting! We went right up to them from behind and tried to give them big shoulder hug hellos and they FREAKED. THE. HELL. OUT.  I have never seen men look so completely bewildered and scared at the same time so quickly. They almost literally ran away from us! We were left there in the space they previously filled just looking at each other like...what?! What did we do?!

Clubbing in Sweden

Needless to say we figured out that Europeans are NOT familiar with our way of partying. But nonetheless we had a BALL! I think if people didn't know about how we dance and carry on, by the end of the night they had a full lesson. We befriended a lot of other people who weren't european and by the time we were leaving the floor was covered in our multi-coloured feathers! The BTB and all of us had an unforgettably fun filled night!