Trip II; From Lubeck to Putgarden is 85 km, more then i had expected. A ferry brings me to Rodby, Denmark. From there it is only 150 km to Copenhagen. I have a short look in town, it is cold grey Sunday and i see little reason to stay in town. So, it’s over the bridge and I am in Sweden. My most favourite town in Sweden is Lund. That is where i make my first stop or spend my last night. I park in Lund and take a walk through the centre.
Here the weather is perfect, and some nice people in the Konsthall give me some good advice. It is still early on the day and I decide to drive to the first stop that i had planed Jonkoping . It does not take long before i discover I had made a mistake. What is the difference between a few cm on Dutch roadmap and a few cm on a Swedish roadmap. The difference is hours and hours. But going back to Lund is not an option. When I arrive it turns out that Jonkoping is rather boring industrial town.
The touristic highlight is a match-museum, you have to be great in something. If I had stayed in Lund i would spend the evening in a cosy alternative cafe called Ariman. I make a walk trough the centre of town, lots of rather modern shops. With patience I manage to find one pub, with mostly foreign customers, not tourist but people who work here, but not the nicest work. I feel a conflict in my attitude; Do I associate with the rich or with the poor? My father was a metalworker, and I was send to a simple secondary school. I didn’t go to Gymnasium to get a proper preparation for university. So when I finally made it to university I didn’t have the same background of most students. But in contrast to the youngsters in my street I didn’t hang around and bought a moped. I bought books and was interested in Art. I didn’t laugh about the same jokes. At the same time i don’t feel comfortable with rich people and their bluff, the new-speak about art, and showing off, the people that you find in exclusive shops and restaurants. It is perhaps more conflict of loyalty, it is a personal dilemma.