I’m not supposed to be here. I’m supposed to be home in a few hours, but instead, I’m still here in Stockholm.
There seems to be a huge difference between the US and EU portrayals of this event. Everyone in the US seems surprised when I tell them that air travel is essentially stopped for the foreseeable future, while the EU media are spelling doom and gloom. Some are discussing government airline bailouts similar to what happened after September 11th.
Plenty of people from the conference are still staying in my hotel and most have rebooked flights for some time next week. They seem optimistic that the winds will shift or the eruption will die down in time for their flight to leave. I don’t think anyone really knows.
At this point the ash cloud covers most of Europe, so any airport remaining open is destined to be crammed with people trying to get out. There really isn’t anything I can do but sit tight and see what happens. If my flight is canceled on Tuesday, then it will probably be time to think about finding another way home.
In the meantime, my legs are getting beat up from the running, especially on the trails and hills. Walking around in the city probably doesn’t help either, and unfortunately, I don’t have a bike that I can borrow. The trails sure are great, though.
Today, a few of us still here took a bus tour around Stockholm. We drove around much of the city and saw a few things I hadn’t seen when walking around. The best tidbit I learned was that Swedish soldiers and sailors once received a 2 liter daily beer ration. Two liters of beer per day!
Tomorrow we may go to one of the nearby museums. Laundry is now another thing to do on my list since I’ve been here a week and could only pack but so much.
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