This is Henrik. A young man in uniform. He is currently doing his national service at the Life Guard Regiment in Kungsängen. Serving at the Dragoons battalion that trains the military police. He is on the last stretch, with only one a couple of weeks left to serve. He told me that his regiment had been travelling all over the country from north to south, and that he had really had a great time in the armed forces. When I met him he was heading home as he was on a few days leave. We had time to talk cameras and I told him about my encounter with the Military Police:
It was a few eons ago now when I did my national service in the Swedish Air Force. We had a two week summer break, and a group of 10 soldiers from all over the country gathered at a famous camp site on the island of Gotland. It was a 24/7 party. Next to the camp site there's a military base, and one day when we were out of booze we drove to Visby in a car that really shouldn't have been on the road. One guy was actually sitting under the hood, he was in charge of the throttle! Anyway we were pulled over by the MP who soon realised that everyone in the rusty old car were soldiers, and we were expecting a serious reprimand, but somehow we managed to talk ourselves out of the situation in time to get to the Systembolaget (the liquor store).
