Annan dag i Norrköping

Start the day with breakfast at the hotel and it was off to walking, again. This time I walked from the Söderstaden area to the Ljura area, in search of Ljuraparken.

First things, first, the Swedes are sticklers (mostly) for following rules and for safety. Even in a small city, they’ll caution on the side of safety (which isn’t inherently a bad thing, whatsoever).

Check out the fishermen and fisherwomen in this photo. See any glaring colours that pop-out at you?

It was a bit of a walk to get to Ljuraparken, as I took the long way ’round but it gave ample opportunity to snap some more photos and videos. For science.

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When I got to Ljuraparken, I felt entirely bamboozled. You see, this was the visage that greeted me.

And Apple Maps had it all as one big, green park. Sneaky, sneaky Apple Maps…

However, I’m not one to give up that easily. After all, I had walked all of this way and it wasn’t going to be for naught. I walked passed the buildings, to the inner square, and found the park that I was looking for (queue U2 song here).

On the other side of the park is S:t Johannes Kyrka. Sadly, there were funeral services going on, so I didn’t want to get all camera-happy. I think in any culture that’s generally considered a dick move.

I saw that people were leaving these coniferous looking wreathes at graves and I wondered what that was about. I found a shop selling them and figured I’d stop in to ask.

It turns out that Allhelgonadagen (also known as Alla Helgons Dag) is on 3 Nov 2018. We call this day All Saints Day in English.

The reason why they use the branches and cones from coniferous trees is because it harkens back to the days of old, when there were no such things as flowers during the fall/winter time.

After that, I took the train back towards resecentrum. It costs about €2.50 to ride the train but that’s the base fee. That’s it. Even if you ride from one end to the other.

After that, I realised I want to do a little bit of shopping (failure to plan, means failure to perform) and got back on the train towards Stora torget.

A little bit of lunch was in order, around now, so I popped into Kafé Kuriosa for a spot of food. Sadly their card machine was broken and this was the first time, in about three or four months, that I had to find an ATM to withdraw kronor from.

Kontantfri (cash free) is the the future of Sweden and, as such, one hardly ever has need of physical money, anymore. They’ve even come up with their own official mobile payment system, called Swish.

Anyways, that was quite a long and arduous journey to just get to me saying that I had to walk a few blocks to even find an ATM (bankomat), so I could get the money (pengar) to pay for my sandwich (smörgås) and coffee (kaffe).

After lunch, it was a bit more walking and a little bit of shopping at Dressman.

The thing about winter in the higher latitudes is that it gets dark a lot earlier than one would think. So, for example, above the 58th parallel, here, the sun set at 17:04 today.

One thing that I definitively like about the Nordics is that people are generally nice to the animals here and, at worst, they act like animals are pretty pedestrian.

Now that I’ve written an entirely unnecessary diatribe, I suppose that I should mention that I found quite a substantial congregation of ducks whilst on my way back to the hotel.

The ducks seem pretty content/happy in the river area but I’m not sure if they’re so content that they don’t migrate for the winter. Only time will tell.

So, popped by the hotel to drop the stuff off and use the restroom. Then, it was off to walking again.

Then, I popped over to the Rose Garden (buffet restaurant) for a bit of a lacklustre dinner. Buffets: You go for volume (and subsequent regret), not for quality.

So, you’ll never guess what happened next. Survey says… More walking.

It’s only around, local time, so I’m going to haul my bloated carcass to bed, try to watch some comedies, and hopefully be in a much better disposition tomorrow.

As Beat says in the Truman show, “…In case I don’t see you: Good morning, good afternoon, good evening, and good night.”