Three trains, four countries later ...

Hello all,

I write from the land of beautiful people and asymmetrical haircuts. That´s right: Sweden. Stockholm is beautiful in Autumn. Utterly gorgeous. And I´m staying on a boat! (well, I was last night, but had to move rooms tonight and am on land again now). So I could imagine I was a pirate for a bit, or at least some sort of seafaring folk (a Viking maybe?) Now, where has my cabin boy got to...?

Before that I was in Prague, which I guess is what I really should be telling you about. Prague, also, is beautiful, and like Stockholm, I really want to return. Best of all perhaps, is that I made a friend, a travelling buddy (hello Jo, if you´re reading!) so it was great to hang out with someone and chat - especially someone I had so much in common with (from a love of cats & Don DeLillo, to Middlesex, to Lynch & Lars von Trier...) So for a couple of days we wandered Prague and went to museums. We eventually found the modern section of the National Gallery, but only had 2 hours to take it in - not long enough for all 4 floors. We also took in the Sex Machines Museum, which was, ah, fun. And funny. Spanish porn films from the 1920s come to mind - naked women but the fat hairy men fully clothed just with their "bits" out.

Ok, will have to wrap it up here because internet could disconnect me at any moment. Also some more stalking of the pretty Swedish people becons me. I mean, not *stalking*... The title of this blog refers to my journey from Prague to Stockholm, via Berlin - in case you´re interested.

xxxx