We spent the last three days in Göteburg – or Gothenburg, as you may be more familiar. Gothenburg is the second largest city in Sweden. And it seems just that – a large city. It can be loud, busy, and dirty, lazy, alive, and beautiful all at once. There was plenty to see and plenty of places to shop. Once we past the city center, there was plenty to photograph as well. Since our family is typically more intersted in the historical, we called this our modern excursion. Here are a few snapshots of our wee “road trip.”
This was Micah’s first train ride – nearly three hours in length – and we’re fairly certain, he did better than any of us …
Upon arriving in Gothenburg, we marched in a line – stroller in lead, suitcases in tow – to our hotel. We were informed to turn right and it would be the boat at the end. This is what we came to …
Now you must understand, my sister-in-law was raised as a missionary in Africa, I … was not. She took one look at this boat and thought it quaint. I took one look, stopped in my tracks, and thought, WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!!
Luckily, we turned right from there and found our Ibis …
Sigh. SO much better! If you are unfamiliar, Ibis is a Swedish chain of affordable hotels. They are clean, and courteous, and quite lovely. They are also efficient, meaning the rooms allow only for the necessities. If you are large – in height or width – I can’t recommend. As it was, my mom kept hitting her head on a shelf, and I couldn’t seem to get around the bed without moving the chair with my large butt.
We put in a lot of miles on these here cobblestone streets. Partly because we’d rather walk than ride the trolley or bus, and partly because we were wandering aimlessly about a good deal of the time.
Fairly certain we were the obvious American tourists in Liseberg (the amusement park), giggling while taking photos of the lusty gardens or certain statues. But seriously. People. It was a little funny …
Our favorite was the Universeum – partly because there was a lot to see and do (for the price of entry), and partly because we were seeing it through the eyes of someone seeing it for the first time …
Lest I bore you to tears, I will tell you this – we saw a lot of beauty and made a lot of memories …
And while Micah may not remember his first train ride, or his first trip to Gothenburg, we will most certainly never forget …