The Swedish equivalent of a coffee break is known as Fika, and it’s infinitely popular. In fact, the coffee in Stockholm was so good that I felt like I was back home in Auckland again. The best little café in Stockholm (if I may be so bold!) is called Chokladkoppen, and it’s located at the […]Read more "A Weekend in Stockholm"
You can call me Usain. This is me. For real. When you fly Ryanair on a non-EU passport, you have to get a visa-check stamp when you arrive at the airport, before going through security. Every other airline does it just before you board. This means that if you’re silly enough to forget to get […]Read more "Life Lesson #43 – Mad Dash"
Our last day in Gothenburg is the one I’ve been looking forward to the most. The West Coast of Sweden is made up of a series of rocky archipelagos, and near Gothenburg many of them are inhabited, so its quite easy to catch a commuter ferry from the last tram stop out to see the […]Read more "Archipelagos and Cinammon Buns"
Today I learned that Mayday is more than just a maritime distress signal. Turns out it’s quite important to the Swedes, they hold enormous public parades, and it’s a bonafide holiday so they even close half the city down for it. Including the museums, art galleries and markets. No prizes for guessing what we were […]Read more "Life Lesson #23 – Mayday, May Day"
Early rise this morning. 3:45am, to be exact. I always find it funny how a two hour flight can take nine hours travel, but I suppose that’s budget airlines for you. We’ve been looking forward to coming to Gothenburg (aka Göteborg, and pronounced yer-te-borh) because we haven’t had much of a chance to get off the […]Read more "Gothenburg"