Hej!

Thank the lord for WiFi. I’ve got four hours to kill in Schipol airport, and for less than the price of a the delicious-looking sushi platter a chef is preparing before my very eyes, I have a full day of internet access.

I can report that Stockholm more than lived up to my ludicrous view of Scandinavia as a utopian dreamworld (High taxes! Social conscience! Pretty girls!) and I will be posting about that later, ad nauseam. Unless, of course, I finally disappear up my own arse before I get the chance, due to wirelessly cruising the interweb, eating sushi and posting to a freaking weblog all at the same time. I won’t mention the fact that the only English-language magazine I could find at Arlande was Wallpaper*, nor will I admit that I bought a copy.

If no one calls me a dickhead in the next ten minutes, I may have to do it myself.

Update: The opportunities for dickheadery are legion here - next stop the meditation centre. Or not.

Posted at 2pm on 17/06/03 by Jack Mottram to the misc. category.
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