You’re probably wondering what I’m doing in Sweden when I just came from Ukraine and am on my way to Serbia.
To that, the only thing I can say is “Ask WizzAir.” 😛
For some reason it worked out far cheaper to buy a flight from Kiev to Stockholm, and then a second (but completely separate) flight from Stockholm to Belgrade later that day. Works for me – I get a free afternoon in Scandinavia!
(One of these days I really have to just hang out in Europe and take “whatever cheap flight happens to be available to anywhere.” Their budget airlines are really amazing – Kiev to Stockholm was like $40, luggage included. I’ve seen flights halfway across the continent for less. Much less.)
Anyway, although my ticket technically said “Stockholm,” in this case “Stockholm” actually meant “Nyköping” – a small town with a smaller airport a few hours from the capital. So without enough time to get to the city I ended up roaming around here instead.
My God is Sweden ever different from Ukraine. The change was more than dramatic.
Everything is so calm, peaceful, green, pleasant; the air smells incredibly fresh and, as if to give the warmest welcome possible, the very first thing I saw when I got off the plane was a big, bright rainbow.
Nyköping (pronounced “knee-show-ping”) itself is pretty much the epitome of a quaint little town: red farmhouses, cobbled roads, medieval churches, and just SUCH an indescribably innocent feel. It’s as if nothing could ever go wrong here. Everybody smiles kind, welcoming smiles when they walk by and cars always stop to let you cross.
It’s just too bad everything is so, SO, SO insanely expensive. A muffin in the airport was literally $9, and a single small bottle of water more than $3. For lunch I had a modest plate of pasta and an egg from a self-serve supermarket salad bar. It cost over $10.
In any case, Nyköping was an extremely pleasant and unexpected little stop – a waterfront Scandinavian town to break up my stay in the nitty-grittyness of Eastern European capitals. Just a few refreshing hours after landing, I was back in the sky and on my way to Belgrade 😉
Note: These posts are behind realtime; the above took place on September 2nd, 2011.