Hello True Believer,

I arrived at the Göteborg bus terminal around 12:45 in the afternoon & didn't need to be at the ferry station until 4pm.
Yes, it is safe to assume that I had all the time in the world to catch that last ferry ride to Jutland in Denmark...

I uploaded the web site & did a little shopping, before heading towards the ferry station. "I traded in my used American gear for a trendy European sweater I saw advertised on this chisel face Scandinavian male model." 4:03pm, how is it possible that I missed that last ferry ride to the Jutland peninsula in Denmark?  Ok, now I can see why my Swiss friends are getting worried about me.  They e-mail me everyday & joke that I'm gonna be late for my own funeral.

Christel Jorgensen Long John Jazz Bar HouseLife Music

A few hours later, I found myself at the local mini-mart where I met this photographer named Kristian Krän.  He gave me
a few tips on some cool places to visit, before inviting me to join him on his nightly excursions of the city.  So, off we went,
down the cobble stone alley ways of Göteborg with a black bicycle & a can of Red Bull.  We went to this house party for dinner
& then another house party for another dinner & if I had 20 kroners for every photographer I met that night, I'd be a rich man.

I was presented with a plate full of Swedish fish & mash potatoes, before Johan, the host, gave me the grand tour of his
apartment.  Then, he went on & told me this beautiful story about waking up to "a pocket full of phone numbers" & no memory
of the faces they belonged to.  Thus, he gave everyone a ring & invited them over for dinner.  Then, the cabs came & took us to
this pre-party on a boat, before all 12 of us piled into two cars & headed straight towards the HouseLife Music after hours party.
By 9 o'clock the next morning, I was too tired to go on any further & asked my newfound Swedish friends to drop me off
at the docks where I barely caught the 9:30 ferry, took a nap & the 3 hour ride to Denmark... -Geo D. Oliver, Alaska