Doors open outwards in Sweden

Just saying.  Hotel doors. Front doors. Toilet doors.

So the holiday has begun and we are off for a wee dander to Stockholm, Ystad, and Copenhagen. (Other spellings are available) 

First things first: Halfway to the airport and I remember that I didn't pack my trainers. 

So we detoured into decathalon and I bought these in under 5 minutes. 

Now back on track, we joined the end of the check-in queue and were worried when no one joined after us.  So last to to check-in, but not last to the gate, thanks to the scouts who were slower than us.

We flew with SAS to Arlanda, then took the Arlanda Express to Stockholm. I lost the ticket.
But found it again.  We were cruising at 201 kph. Not quite the fife circle!