Intricate stonework in the Divinity School at the Bodleian Library, Oxford – absolutely amazing craftsmanship!
After decamping from Cord’s place and relocating to my new digs – a hostel near Baron’s Court – I jumped aboard the train to Manchester to meet up with Ruth and Adam, fellow members of TheRoot42.org, for a traditional Sunday Afternoon Roast, capped off with a couple of Coopers (had to introduce the poms to it!). What I hadn’t counted on was that Manchester United was playing the same day, so my trip up and back with Virgin Trains meant that while I didn’t have a seat, I had a lot of entertainment provided for me – from the Swedish teachers over for the weekend to get pissed and watch football, to the unhappy supporters of the losing side (not Manchester thankfully, otherwise I’m sure it would have been a far worse trip back!).
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Millenium Bridge @ London, UK – 4 April, 2009
Arriving in an English speaking nation for the first time in a little over a week I was both relieved and slightly apprehensive. I’d learnt to slow down and observe the goings on around me far more readily when I didn’t understand the language and quite enjoyed the freedom that this gave me. That said, it was nice to get to a location where you didn’t have to apologise for not having local language comprehension. Thankfully the nordic countries are amongst the most friendly I’ve met, and everyone I met spoke english more fluently than many native speakers.
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Looking Up @ København, Denmark – 2 April, 2009 (by ‘ju:femaiz). Maybe not my most favoured of shots, but how could I not have a window?!
To get from Skellefteå to København on my round the world ticket I had to fly from Skellefteå to Stockholm with SAS, then back Helsinki in Finland – the home of Finnair – before the final last leg to land in København in Denmark. Luckily for me I scored free accomodation thanks to a friend working for IBM who had since moved to Singapore. So after calling his mates looking after the apartment in København I got in, grabbed some grub and crashed early that evening. The next day I headed out to DONG Energy for a meeting to discuss all things regarding “smart grids” and the distribution network.
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The beautiful historic village of Bonn Stann in Skellefteå, where the farmers lived over summer to attend their compulsory religious classes. Windows seem to be a bit of a theme in Europe for me.
From Stockholm I boarded a SAS flight to head to my cousin’s kommun of Skellefteå. He moved there about two years prior and when thinking about a world trip there was no way I was going to skip a visit to the north of Sweden to catch up with him.
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Probably one of my favourite photographs from the trip was taken amongst my first few days – Looking Skyward @ Gamla Stan, Stockholm – 27 March, 2009
Continued from Roadtrip: Flight From Australia.
I arrived in Stockholm and duly took up my position at the carousel of luggage. And I waited. And waited. The people who had caught the same plane as me had all gone and I was left alone. I wandered over to the luggage claims desk, looking rather bewildered about the whole experience of non-appearing luggage and asked about what may have happened. I was told that due to my arriving late for the connection there was a high probability that my bag didn’t make it and I should just await the next commuter flight to see if they put it on that (about 20 minutes later). So again I waited. And waited. And waiter. But again no dice, so after leaving my details and where I was staying over the next seven days I headed into Stockholm aboard the super fast train – the Arlanda Express.
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