Friday, July 26, 2013

top quality

The bus to Frankfurt had me arriving at the airport around 11pm. Then I waited. At 3am another bus pulled up to deposit me at the RyanAir terminal, some hour and forty-five minutes away. My flight left at 6:30am.

So it's easy to imagine my appearance as I walked down the streets of Stockholm looking for my accommodations.  But no matter how well I cleaned myself up, I was no match for the Swedes. My self-esteem went from normal to nothing from the moment I arrived until I left.

1 comment:

Patti said...

I loved your pictures of Stockholm. We ended up going downtown in the evening so our pictures of some of the same spots are very different.