Scandic Backadal Gothenburg

Nu har vi vaknat upp här hemma, nöjda efter gårdagens firande. Känns helt rätt att bli avvinkad med vänner och skumpa i en jättetrevlig bar! Jag (Jossan) är särskilt nöjd med att få så fin feedback över mina resrädslor och har nu lärt mig att vi i själva verket har en enormt välplanerad resa och att inget kan gå fel och att OM det går fel finns det proffs på flygplatsen som tar hand ...

<br><br><br>Ja här är en av väskorna som ska få äran att förflytta våra ägodelar till andra sidan Atlanten! <br><br>Det är onsdag idag och vi tar oss ner till Malmö på söndag för att flyga från Köpenhamn på måndag. :) <br><br><br><br><br><br><br> <br><br><br>Och här är lite bra-att-ha-saker...<br>

Gothenburg proved to be a delightful second city. It was full of ethnic restuarants, shopping, and public transit in the shape of a tram or trolley. It's probably one of the only cities that doesn't have an underground. Even though it's Sweden's second largest, it's still feels quiet and small. I hiked to the top of a hill where there was a fortress that had been ...

... before. The sound of the band was fine, maybe even enjoyable, but it was impossible to get past the way these guys looked and danced. Several times during the show I heard people stifling laughter and caught myself doing the same. Too bad because they actually sounded pretty good I thought. And then was Andrew Bird who put on a fantastic show, although sitting in a church pew for hours is torture on my back. I was happy to walk ...

Packed and prepared for departure; had one last trip to Slottsgaten to the petting zoo; AND went to the U2 concert with Linda and Magnus (after Annika ...

... adjustment. Unfortunately, Tyler thought he was taking a nap and woke up (and the rest of us) at 11pm and insisted on playing in the kids playroom for an hour before allowing Sue to read him and Evie books until 2am. After falling back to sleep we all slept until 10am when Mom woke us up for the hotel breakfast.<br><br>          <br>

... that is now the City Museum. After getting a bit lost we made our way to the Old City Hall with the surrounding Kronhusbodarna buildings containing old fashioned shops. We made our way up the hill and across a pedestrian bride to the harbour area and the Maritiman boat museum before walking on past the Opera house and on to the Nordstan Shopping Centre and Gustaf ...

... zoo. We found the cages and signs of the free Nordic Zoo, but no animals save for a few ducks and the smell of horse. So we moved on and headed for the old town area. On the way we noticed a hairdresser, and due to low morale, caved and got haircuts. The only hairdresser in the posh looking shop was a bald guy who spoke slightly broken, but still very good, English. Despite being bald he was very good at what he did, and he taught us some Swedish and we taught him a few English ...

... are a series of canals and bridges guiding one from block to block. The buildings were made of a light yellow brick known to the northern regions because of its clay-like soil often coined by the structures of St. Petersburg, Russia. It was quite beautiful to see such soft colors that looked so brilliant when the sun shown down but captured a character like no other structure when the sky was clouted. Brian, Ingvar, Claes, Axel, Alice and I strolled through ...

... girls went off to shop for dinner which left me to enjoy the ice on my own for a while. An Iraqi man started speaking to me in Swedish, laced heavily with an Iraqi accent, and was most pleased when I mentioned I was Australian and in town for a quick visit. He wanted me to teach his young daughter how to spin but she was too shy to move! She just stared at me with huge brown eyes. He welcomed me to his country and ...