Â … the land of the beautiful wumins (men too I am sure too, but I am not that way inclined!); man I didn’t know where to look. Sweden is a just one of those places you have to go. On the face of it you are given the impression thay have so many things just right. All testosterone aside, the place is hoovered; and conveys an impression that people actually care whether or not they live in a shit tip. On this visit to Sweden, we landed in Gothenburg; staying for our 3 nights at the Elite Park Hotel.
We went and did the cafe things, ate and endulged in favourite sport of people watching, all very easy with the aforemention testosterione in mind. The weather was good and so we started off doing the tourist part.
We did got ourselves one of these, did this, this, and this, went to see this; The evening was chilled with good food and cracking company. We had dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe, went for a few beers and singalong in Gothenburgs Scottish Pub, before finding ourselves in this club.
Fantastic weekend: PHOTOS: http://www.bifo.co.uk/thumbnails.php?album=25&page=6