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entering sweden
Jun. 23rd, 2001 12:00 amI entered the European Union at Schipol (Amsterdam). At Passport Control the official, seeing the large residence permit pasted in my passport, asked: ``Do you live in Sweden?'' I replied: ``I do now.'' He let me pass immediately, with a why-are-you-wasting-my-time look.
The flight to Malmö from Amsterdam is short but it takes two hours on the small propeller-driven ``CityHopper'' operated by KLM. The Malmlö airport is not much to speak of (and, as I was to learn, it is not actually in Malmö either; it's in Sturup, which is about as far from Malmö as Malmö is from Lund) I walked off the airplane and out of the airport. I was finally in Sweden and it just seemed like a quiet end to a very long flight.
I gave all my money to FOREX and they gave me Swedish money in return; why bother keeping any U.S. currency? Outside, I caught the bus to Lund.
For the first time I saw the sweeping green fields of the Skåne, which is the name given to this southern region of Sweden. With nothing to inhibit its flow, wind gusts across the Skåne and modern windmills for electrical generation dot the landscape. The weather was sunny, warm, and clear, and the landscape green and predominantly flat.
The bus dropped me off in Lund some forty minutes later. With the help of some Swedes still wandering the now midday streets in some state of bottle-in-hand intoxication that no doubt began during last night's midsummer celebration I located Hotel Concordia and checked in.
The flight to Malmö from Amsterdam is short but it takes two hours on the small propeller-driven ``CityHopper'' operated by KLM. The Malmlö airport is not much to speak of (and, as I was to learn, it is not actually in Malmö either; it's in Sturup, which is about as far from Malmö as Malmö is from Lund) I walked off the airplane and out of the airport. I was finally in Sweden and it just seemed like a quiet end to a very long flight.
I gave all my money to FOREX and they gave me Swedish money in return; why bother keeping any U.S. currency? Outside, I caught the bus to Lund.
For the first time I saw the sweeping green fields of the Skåne, which is the name given to this southern region of Sweden. With nothing to inhibit its flow, wind gusts across the Skåne and modern windmills for electrical generation dot the landscape. The weather was sunny, warm, and clear, and the landscape green and predominantly flat.
The bus dropped me off in Lund some forty minutes later. With the help of some Swedes still wandering the now midday streets in some state of bottle-in-hand intoxication that no doubt began during last night's midsummer celebration I located Hotel Concordia and checked in.
