Monday - day 4

Well, we're at day 4 now, sitting in a Maroccian restaurant. The President (Tumba) was just served his flan (crème caramel) so he delegated the writing of this page to the rest of us. The following poem was created by all of us together saying one word each at a time:  Stefan told the following riddle: The answer will follow tomorrow! (no looking in your pants!)

The lunch that made Mårten sick (see day 5) Skibums sMAAAAAASk

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