From Centralstationen we started walking aimlessly, just trying to get our bearings. We stumbled into the tourist information centre at Kungsportsplatsen where we were told lutfisk was only available at Christmas, not to expect any street food beyond burgers and hot dogs, and our first meal in Sweden should be köttbullar (meatballs). We were pointed in the direction of a food market where we could experience the famous Swedish meatballs and subsequently had a delicious introduction to Swedish cuisine.
|a failed attempt at capturing the 'metal'|
element of our weekend
We had purchased the Lonely Planet Western Europe phrasebook for our trip but discovered that wasn't completely necessary because, according to a couple members of the staff at our hotel, everyone under 50 speaks English and it's not at all rude to not speak Swedish. However, because no signs are in English, the phrasebook's menu reader did prove useful and the people we did address in Svenska seemed to find it humorous that we were attempting the language and did respond in kind, which was rewarding.
Besides the amazing meatballs, we also discovered kanelbulle, a delicious cinnamon roll with sugar crystals instead of icing and a hint of cardamom, and, thanks to the buffet style breakfast at our hotel, we were able to sample a number of local breakfast dishes on Sunday morning. Some more memorable options include a giant tube of kaviar which you eat with your hard-boiled egg (pretty good), some type of fish in some type of mustard sauce (an acquired taste, I'm sure), and some type of processed meat similar to bologna or Spam (okay).
Gothenburg was not a clean city. There is obviously no 'keep Sweden clean' campaign and we didn't notice any public toilets but did see a definite need for them. However, although there was a lot of public urination it was being perpetrated by both sexes, corroborating the reputation of gender equality enjoyed in the Nordics. We did enjoy the friendly culture of the Swedes and Gothenburg was surprisingly inexpensive, contrary to everyone's warnings about Sweden.
We left Gothenburg around 7pm on Sunday evening, just as the metal festival was getting started. The whole city seemed to be celebrating, with a few restaurants offering their own metal concerts for those who couldn't make the main attraction. With 'Enter Sandman' as the soundtrack to our Gothenburg weekend, we flew off into the sunset.
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