Gambling, drinking and a dose of Hard Rock... hello from Sweden!

After a quick one and a half hour flight to a very small airport (that looked like an oversized porta-cabin) we were soon drinking coffee and eating cake in Steve D's friend Jenny (pronounced Yenny) high above Gothenburg in a minimalist apartment full of strange and beautiful plants.

The serenity of the way we began the holiday soon went out of the window though, as we went out, ate, had a fish meal and catch-up-chat (between four) then gambled, drank and finally grabbed a dose of dancing in Gothenburg's Hard Rock Cafe! All before staggering home in the early hours... when Steve D forced me to watch a DVD of Liverpool's European Cup win (he's a frustrated ex-pat who gets very excited when English visitors arrive with English DVDs!). Needless to say, we got to sleep sometime in the early hours as the sun was coming up..!

As for gambling, we went to a bar where they had blackjack on the side. I put £6 in, doubled my money, and quit while I was ahead. This paid for my round of drinks..!

The swedish people are pretty interesting. They're not all blonde (funnily enough) but they do have that Scandanavian look (quelle suprise). Quite a few of the guys look like Benny and Bjorn from Abba and I keep expecting them to lauch into a few bars on the piano and an impromptu version of 'Dancing Queen.'

We're off to watch IFK Gothenburg play in the Swedish first division today - then off to the lakes tomorrow... this holiday's shaping up pretty nicely!