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And then to Sweden yesterday. I forgot how much it sucks to fly through big airports. Took an hour and a half to check in at SFO, mostly because I was waiting in line, but also because they couldn't find my ticket in the computer (!), and then couldn't figure out how to enter skis+boot bag into same computer. To be fair the lady understood that they should count as one bag and thus not charge me for it, but she just didn't know how to make the computer do it. She had a uniform and everything, so I kept assuming she worked there.
And then the eleven hour flight to Frankfurt, and a one hour connection, which doesn't happen when you're in the back row of a 747, so I missed that, and got shuffled to 19 different desks trying to get rebooked. Eventually did, after three trips in and out of security (try that with a boarding pass for a flight thats already taken off...). Finally got on a flight to Stockholm, then had a 35 minute connection to make my original flight up to Lulea, which I made with a solid couple minutes to spare. Silly non-Delta airlines.
Then got the rental car, and Alex, and drove up to Boden, where we randomly drove around looking for a building that might have Ali in it, and when we finally gave up and checked the map we were actually only 200m away. Its not very cold here, and has a normal amount of dark, and what looks like enough snow.