The farmland in Southern Sweden takes your breath away. Thisphoto doesn't do it justice, but my video won't upload. Stayed the night just outside of Goteberg. The room was so small that one of us had to sit on the bed for the other to walk around the room. We ate at the hotel and Edward asked for something that was typically Swedish. The waitress suggested Pitti Panne. He thought it was delicious...it turns out, Pitti Panne means leftovers!
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