My recent trip to Sweden was a little bit different than the two previous. First off, I flew out of Saint John this time — Gerry has driven me to Halifax before. It’s a short trip in a small plane that only takes eighteen passengers. I had my iPhone last year too, but only as wifi — this time I’d managed to get it «unlocked» so I could use my prepaid, Swedish, SIM-card once I got there. The ‘unlocking’ part is material for a whole short story in itself. The system here is quite complicated! This time I also had the iPad, which turned out to be great. I carried it in my purse, so I had easy access to it during the flight. I read a book and played games — the flight time was hardly noticeable. It was the usual route via Iceland.
I stayed with my sister-in-law, who really is my EX sister-in-law but they are good friends so I refer to her as SIL anyways. They … she and my brother … live in the same house, in different apartments.
I took many pictures, both with the regular camera and the iPhone. Tonight, as I was thinking about writing this post, I realised I hadn’t really processed the pictures from the phone except a few.
Had sufficient time in Keflavik … the airport in Iceland … for coffee, smoke and a little shopping. Same thing in Stockholm, Arlanda. From there I took the train up north to my home town, Härnösand. The train station is within the airport — you just take the escalator down a few levels.
I’d planned to read on my iPad, but met a young, American girl on the train and we had such a wonderfully interesting talk … she was really fascinating! We chatted like magpies all the way to Söderhamn, which is only two towns away from my own. Her name was Zephora and she lived in Manchester, U.K.
When I planned my trip, I tried to get it to span over both 6th of June [Sweden’s national day] and 23rd of June [Midsummer], didn’t get that together so I went for Midsummer. My SIL’s sister visited for that weekend and we decided to go to the big, outdoor museum to watch traditional, Swedish Midsummer celebration. It was nice.
I guess you could say that Midsummer is celebrated in two parts nowadays. In the daytime it’s this … the Maypole, the folk music, the children and all that … whereas later, at night, there’s the partying. It’s one of the worst … if not THE worst holiday for booze related deaths and accidents. The nicer the weather — the more drownings, stabbings and general fights. All of this takes place out in the countryside.
Everyone who owns, or knows, someone who owns, a summer camp goes there. You never feel so alone as in a Swedish city on Midsummer! The three of us were going to eat out somewhere after the celebrations, but there was NOTHING open! We drove around everywhere and checked every pizzeria — and they are numerous — but ended up having a hot dog with mashed potatoes in a gas station LOL.
This was part I … there’s more to come 🙂