From One Plane to Another

Well we arrived in Stockholm, grabbed our luggage, and checked it right back in. Then we hopped on another plane to Lulea. I sat next to a man from Murmansk (northern Russia) who had been visiting his daughter and new grandson in Stockholm. He pulled out a big bottle of whiskey and poured me a glass. Needless to say when we arrived in Lulea I didn’t need a jacket.

Jessica’s brother Charlie and his girlfriend Lisa met us at the airport. After a Swedish McDonald’s burger we were on our way to Skelleftea, an hour and a half south west of Lulea. We hit the local ICA Super (a large Swedish supermarket chain) for some beer and some fresh salmon. After a fantastic dinner we watched a Television then it was time to get some much needed sleep!