I stopped in Gotenborg for a night, wandered around town and had some pizza with a french-swiss guy from the hostel, drank weak heineken (some strange swedish law about alcohol content) with 3 cool Germans, slept absolutely marvelously in a nice chilly room, did some laundry, spent far too long trying to figure out how to do Norway before finally giving up and heading out to Stockholm -- and yes, all I have to show for it is a few pictures of me walking to the train station...
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