Sunshine, a youth hostel and very little else
I've been here two weeks, and this is my second proper excursion out from Borlange. The cost of the train + accomodation are ridiculous, but now that I'm here I'm at a bit of a loose end. I might make next weekend one of quiet, housebound contemplations and then head out again when I've a real plan.
Last week was OK - work has picked up speed, which is good, and judo is keeping me active. Need to locate a gym and a pool though. On Saturday we listened to Abba on the radio, and I ate lots of meatballs. It doesn't get much more Swedish than that. Until Friday that is, when I fully intend to take a Sauna with a bunch of mostly naked, sweaty men...
So. We set off Sunday to Goteborg (Gothenburg) via Orebro. Orebro was really pretty, nice castle there, but we stayed only an hour. Might be the nicest place I've never really been to. Goteborg is a big city, but not huge. We walked from the centre to the outer edges of town proper in maybe 15 or 20 minutes. Its all on a canal full of shipping, and big brick buildings and huge post glacial rocks. Not like Borlange. Cosmopolitan feel too - saw a Brazillian restaurant, and lots of boutique type shops. Walked out to hostel, where we joined the Swedish branch of HI to keep costs down. Had to rent sheets - sleeping bags not OK without sheets - and ordered breakfast. Doors didn't work as expected. Room is mixed dorm, or, more accurately, just us. A Mexican named Pedro is around somewhere, and several peculiarly old people, including an bizarre man who told Libby his (pretty shocking) life story no more than 5 minutes after meeting her. He's having an afair, has been for 40 years, but only meet once every 5 years. His (or her... I forget) parents are pretty much swingers. Good ol' Sweden.
Breakfast was filling but dull. Headed out to Masthuggskyrchen, which was a damn good church, good pillars and ceiling, and St. Olaf's or Oswald's or something, which is big and pretty. Then went to an old fort with a crown on top of it, where I slept in the sun. Parted company and explored Gamla Haga (old town), where I found my favourite drink - Arizona Drinks Co. and then went for lunch. Wanted this from fishkurk, closed, so went to mall and another fish store where I bought a sandwich - ruined, by some fool's decision to add mushroom to a seafod sandwich. Went over to the opera house where I sat and thought, then wandered over to the station, where I am now. Its quite nice here, not a world class train station, but has great toilets including showers. Payment to enter though, sadly.
Am now considering an evening stroll, possibly in a park, and a museum tomorrow maybe.