Blogs from Sweden, Europe - page 147

My return from Turkey brought with it quite a jolt back to reality and a fair bit of culture shock - indicated by the fact that my first thought as I was flying into Bratislava was “where are all the mosques?”. But, it also implied lots of exciting arrivals and reunifications and the end of travelling alone! After a long and exhausting journey from Istanbul, which involved: a bus trip where the driver nearly made us late to the Istanbul airport because he stopped to buy a packet of cigarettes and then drove round the city in circles for ages; a flight in the early hours of the morning, meaning that no sleep was had that night; somehow managing to get from the Bratislava airport to the bus station without any Slovakian money, thanks to the ... read more

I thought it was about time that I should provide my story and update as promised following my return home to the UK a few days ago. It loosely follows a chronological pattern, as it was based on the ‘diary’ I was making of my trip and updating as I travelled from one city to another, either by plane or train. I had an unforgettable time in Sweden, as much due to the people I met along the way as the sights I managed to take in during my time in the city of Stockholm and the surrounding areas I managed to take in during my short stay. I was travelling alone, and Stockholm was the first in a 3 leg spot of city hopping through Europe - followed by Milan & Florence. I arrived at ... read more

Stockholm to Malmo I managed to navigate the ticket machine at Stockholm's Central Station, found the right platform and leapt on to the train. Found seat 67 and made myself comfortable. Ahhhh a nice couple of minutes to spare before we head out. All of a sudden, I'm surrounded by a family trying to sit with me and put their luggage in the overhead compartment. Somehow I must have offended one of them as I received a stern look. Apparently I have the right seat number, on the right train, on the right track, but the WRONG wagon! Oooooooooooops - sorry about that chief! After my false start, I lugged the purple wonder down the platform, found Wagon 15 (rather than 5) and the REAL seat 67. Phew! A shrill whistle was heard and we pulled ... read more

Well the trip is now over. I'm back in Dundee and procastinating over preparations for a move to Edinburgh and the start of a new job on monday. My trip back home with coach, train and plane was incredibly hitch-free. I woke up on time from my hostel in Kabelvag (hard not to with my alarm set to Fight for Your Right to Party by Beastie Boys - it gives me heart palpitations when it goes off). I didn't fall back to sleep. I ate a nice breakfast. I got the bike ready for the 5km into Svolvaer. My bike didn't get a puncture or anything on the way. I found the bus stop. The bus arrived and despite everyone skipping the queue there was plenty of room for me and my bike. The driver didn't ... read more

naszóval akkor röviden az elmúlt hétről...a kórházban neonatológián voltam, ami nagyon jó volt, meg érdekes :) meg szomorúis, látva a különbségeket hazánkhoz képest... az egyéb múlt heti programokról: carinnál pót-forgatnom kellett, mert amikor én beszéltem a múltkori forgatáson, akkor elment felettünk egy repülő, és ez szerinte zavaró volt, ezért újra kellett venni az egészet, hát ezzel jól megszenvedtem, mert ha elrontottam akkor legelölről kellett kezdeni és több, mint 5 percet beszélek egyfolytában, de a végére azért csak sikerült elmondani egyben :) aztán volt kertiparty lasagnéval juliánál, az orosz-finn lánynál, aki kiköltözött flogstából és a beköltözést a másik helyre meg kellett ünnepelni...egyik nap bréon jött át vacsizni, mert beköltözött az indiai srácokhoz (gazdaságosság miatt) és nagyon nehezen bír velük, más kultúra ugye...de tényleg...aztán volt egy jó kis vacsora car... read more