Posted on April 5, 2009


Stuck at Gothenburg airport waiting for my connecting flight to Glasgow.  The place is tiny, a shed in the middle of some boulder-strewn fields, the one and only cafe not to open till some time that even the woman at the information window can not predict. Given that the name of the airport is actually Gothenburg City airport, the place sounds like the boondocks. That is not what one finds out on the web, though: Sweden’s main western port, two universities, etc. You wouldn’t guess it when you get off the plane and walk across the tarmac to a building that looks smaller than most supermarkets.

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