Grand Hotel - Lund

... since it's flat and not on a grid. also (and this, i think, is a scandaniavian thing) bicycling is very popular and a great way to get around. everywhere you go you see bikes crammed together parked near buildings and public squares. the town has parks and squares and most buildings are no more than three or four stories, one reason being that some belive living higher than three stories above the ground is isolating and not ...

... I say sneak attack, but it was more like just turning round a corner and coming from an unexpected place - there was no tip-toeing or sneaking involved. As soon as the people next to the police saw them, crazy sticks and stones starting being thrown, along w/ punches and firecrackers. Cops on horses came in and the the cops on foot had to form a chain around the group to stop the fighting. Then the guy who had come out onto the terrace w ...

... the way we got orange carrots was because back in the day some Dutch people, who were carrot farmers I guess, decided to breed orange carrots to show their patriotism and support of the House of Orange. Yep, it's all 'cause of nationalism that we're forced to eat orange carrots today, and know nothing about their beautiful, sweet tasting ancestors. (L. doesn't believe a bit of it though.)

... that 'personnummer' means my registration number, and so then I went to the only (******) online translation site I can find and type in the rest of the "you-messed-up-somewhere" message. The translation that I got was: "the blow the whistle on personnumeret had FALSE date. Each good police deta!" I presumed I was doing something seriously wrong with my personnummeret. So I examined the letter they sent me with my 4 digit personnummeret (Swedish ...

... pickled. Mayo and mustard ... not too bad, but the light, crisp texture of the onions was definitely the highlight. The grainy, dense bread falls apart quite easily, making it difficult to eat. The chicken salad was served with lettuce, tomato, and herbs - very messy to eat, it was my least favourite of the three. Without a doubt, the best was a crisp, battered fish, with tomato, lettuce, herbs, and a mustardy tartar ...

... did. I only realized this prior to boarding. When I gave the Air Berlin lady my boarding pass, she just let me go on the plane. However, 5 minutes after sitting down, she came walking down the tunnel and into the plane asking me for my paper ticket. I told her that the last time I saw it was on my old boarding pass. I didn't have it anymore. I was afraid she would take me off the flight (at no fault of mine) but she settled on accepting another (non official) copy. When I ...

... spot in København to see the city panorama. One reaches the top by a spiral walkway which only towards the top turns into a staircase. And then, once up there, you have got the picture of entire København before and under you. So, on top of the Rundetårn, on top of København, I was enjoying the late afternoon of what had begun as a rainy, but was now promising to end as a glorious sunny day. Just as it befitted this handsome, elegant city which, as capitals go, is ...

Saa kom dagen endelig, som jeg har ventet paa saa laenge. Vi skulle vaere ude i lufthavnen kl. 5.30, da vi skulle flyve kl.7. Inden da skulle vi ogsaa lige moedes med Hans Natorp, som er ham der har staaet for Rosalina's koordinering hjemme i Danmark. Grunden til at vi skulle moedes med ham var at vi skulle have ...

... he was standing. The incredible thing was that once he stood up once, he get up almost immediately with no troubles. The first few steps were hard, and he fell over a few times, but was right back up, and fighting to get to his mom for food. She was right beside him for support, but did not have the strength to feed him. It was at this time that we left them, with the owner lying on the grass watching the new mom licking her baby clean, and the baby trying to get some food.