Day Forty Three Wednesday 31st August

My plan for the morning had been a leisurely early breakfast, a look around the Cathedral which is opposite the hotel, and then the tram to the station to catch the 10.30 am train back to Stockholm. Best laid plans and all that. I slept until 8.30, and we were both still full from last night, but managed some perfect scrambled egg and gravadlax for breakffast! G insisted on carrying both backpacks, one on his front and one on his back, so that we could walk to the station. He really hates to use any other type of transport if walking is an option. I guess that is why river cruises and trains suit us well. He relaxes when there is no alternative. Even better, the canal cruise, where he was able to get off and walk the towpath without losing the boat! The hotel, booked for us as part of the package, was very comfortable and a real luxury treat. It was nice to have seen a little bit of the city, and I suspect the most attractive part, both at night and in the morning. We really liked the look and feel of it, and it would certainly be worth revisiting. The three hour train journey from Goteborg to Stockholm was great; punctual,.fast, smooth, comfortable wide seats, clean , and with fast wifi. Swedish railways put ours to shame. Then the Arlanda Express whisked us back to the airport to be reunited with the Campervan, which had survived safe and sound except for one very small new scratch on the driver's door. It seemed sensible to return to the Golf Course, only eight miles from the airport, where we spent the night before leaving for Stockholm. So after stocking up with basic provisions on the way we arrived here just after 3.30pm and are unpacked and nicely settled , even in the same position. It definitely feels like being home after a great holiday. The weather has turned hot again, and I have had to unpack the clothes I had relegated to the "no longer needed" bag. We won't be doing much for the rest of the day!