After Erica left, I decided to take the train back to Sweden instead of flying. Made my way through the scenic wine country along the Rhine River- vinyards, churches, castles and tiny towns all nestled along the banks of the river. If I didn't need to be back in Umea by Sunday, I would have hopped off the train right then and there!
When I arrived in Hamburg I had a 5 hour wait until the next train to Copenhagen. I wandered about town a bit looking for something interesting to do. Watched part of a light/laser/water show on the lake that was supposed to be part of fan fest. I also caught the end of an outdoor opera screening which looked like it would have been fun--several restaurants had set up small tents and were serving food. I soon found myself wandering the streets of a city I had never seen, where I only understand scatterd words of the local language, on crutches, by myself, and in the dark. Sounds smart, huh?
Having failed to find a place to eat, I returned to the train station and as I was looking for a place to sit, I found myself stuck upstairs with only up escalators and NO benches. I guess I must have looked pretty pathetic--the security guard actually turned off the escalator and switched it to down for me!
With three hours left to kill, and it being almost midnight, I didn't want to wander much further. Across the street from the station was bar with outdoor tables so I headed that direction. There I met a guy also going to Copenhagen and travelling in Sweden. I finished the last leg of my journey with him and we decided to meet up in northern Sweden and try to see the midnight sun before he returned home.
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