Ahhhh, those hot towels!

Trip Start Jul 02, 2008
Trip End Jul 25, 2008

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Flag of Sweden  , Stockholm,
Thursday, July 3, 2008

We ran into my pal Chimoun Yachouh in the boarding area.  He was putting his mother on the plane to Stockholm to visit his sister.  Always a pleasure to run into him.  Charming and handsome as ever!  And his mother is a dear.  She'd had a terrible time getting from LaGuardia to Philadelphia, ended up taking the train and cabs to get there in time for the flight.  But she made it, and even into business class!
Ahhhh, Business Class!  It is so much better than coach.  Comfy seats that recline into a near flat position, on demand video, almost gourmet food.  We were able to be seated in the first row, and together, which is a good thing since Michael gets jumpy at the littlest bit of turbulence.  Dinner was actually quite nice.  I had Duck, Michael Mahi Mahi, the service was nice, but not how US Airways normally does it.  The flight attendants ran everything instead of taking the carts in the aisle, a lot of extra work for them, and a lot of extra waiting for us.  By the time the bread came we were done with the salad, and by the time wine was offered, we were done with the bread, and thirsty (my vodka tonics already downed).  All and all a nice experience.  Michael watched The Spiderwick Chronicles and I went to sleep, only to be awakened by his hand grasping mine as we hit some rough air.  It's nice to be needed.  I was awake only seconds, and out cold for four and a half hours. 
I awoke to the smell of fresh brewed coffee and an announcement that the morning service for the coach class would begin shortly.  I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but we were almost in Stockholm and the excitement took hold.  We only had tea and a pastry for breakfast (turning down poached peaches with almond mascarpone & yogurt with granola) chatted about the trip and made nicey nice with the crew.  We have become seasoned travelers, so I brushed and flossed early, arranged my bags and put my duty free away in prep for landing.
Stockholm reminds me of the Pacific Northwest.  Lots of pines, lots of water and lots of sunshine... well, almost like the PNW.  It is a beautiful day here.  Bright fluffy clouds roll by the airport windows as we wait for our next flight.  We missed the 925, and now have to wait until the 115p.  Ah well, nice to chill and relax.  Michael hit the bookstore, and we sat in these comfy modern chairs in the lounge area, Michael falling asleep.
The Swedes are ingenious.  My take on Scandinavia is that it is very energy wise, unlike the US. Escalators don't run unless someone is on them, workers in the airport get around quickly on human propelled scooters (see video), some equipped with baskets and flat spaces to carry stuff.  Very civilized.  It got me to thinking maybe I would look for a razor once I get home, just to run over to the supermarket and do local errands (like head to Chuck and Philips or Sarah and Cates for wine and fun!).
Well, an hour and a half to wait, and then it's onto Copenhagen (CPH) and a nap on the plane.  Catch you later!
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