Bus, subway, train… ergh – no train, no plane, sleep at airport, new plane, new destination, bus, train, car… home.

Had I known the trouble I would have getting home to Sweden I probably wouldn’t have left. How fortunate that I didn’t know!

I had a wonderful time in London and Bristol the last five days. I’m sure you’ve read about my total failure in not checking out what airport to go to but I did get there in time and I made the flight. I met the wonderful Ms. Katy Saunders at Liverpool St. Station and we spend the better part of the day at Tate Modern Museum in London.

The ride to Bristol with one of the infamous Megabuses almost killed us. By the end of the trip all the passengers in the double decker was seated upstairs because of the engine failure that was boiling “downstairs”.
The next three days were awesome. Sunday roast, good friend Katy, bagels, cathedrals, beers, cinemas, alternative cinemas, bridges, lots of walking, indian restaurants, other restaurants, new friends all into good ol’ “Maiden” and pubs called “Dirty Dicks” and “Ye Olde Cock Tavern”.

Truly, everything was just great! Even though the bus ride back to London took a good three hours in heat I was happy. I was still happy when the trains all got cancelled for two hours straight. But trust you me, I was not happy when the trains got cancelled in the third hour. I missed my flight and had to sleep in the airport on a stone floor. I was very lucky though and managed to grab one of the few tickets at all to Sweden in the upcoming 10 days (!) and it only cost me £40 – but I had to stay at the airport for 15 hours and I had to sleep on a stone floor.

However, I’m very glad about meeting the brilliant german Mrs. Konstanze Kunst on the delayed train and the very kind and sweet danish girl Mia. You guys saved my day (honestly).

The day after at 5 a.m I was checking in for my flight and I almost couldn’t believe it when I landed at Sturup Airport outside of Malmö, Sweden. I caught the right bus right away. Had a bite in Malmö City and then got on the train home. Brother “Bomber” picked me up at the train station and drove me, the kind bloke that he is. I slept very good yesterday and awoke all fresh this morning.

What a great trip! In exactly one week I’ll be on a plane to the US. Let’s not delay anything this time.