I walked around Copenhagen for a few hours. Saw a strange commune called Christiania. Then I walked past the royal houses and an amusement park right in the downtown of the city. Next, I caught a train to Gothenburg, Sweden. This train crossed a new combination tunnel/island/bridge which spans the international border crossing over the Baltic Sea. Here I was surprised to be questioned by Swedish police; they wanted to know where I was coming from and where I was going. I said I visited Jesper in Copenhagen and I’m going to visit Ola in Gothenburg. This was the first time I’ve had any questions since arriving in London.
Arriving in Sweden, I had to find a phone to get directions to my host. I asked a woman, but she thought I was a criminal that would steal her phone. Even offering to trade my passport wouldn’t earn her trust. Then I tried a pay phone, but first I had to buy some food to get some change. Only problem was I didn’t get the correct change (in Swedish Crowns) needed for the phone. Finally asked someone else to use their phone and he sure didn’t want me to talk long, kept bugging me about the battery and finally almost forced me to stop talking. But I did get my directions.