Thanks everyone!
We acually started celebrating (meh, I automaticly keep the e there, as in celebrateing. Stopping that is harder than I thought) me on Friday. My parents vacation has just started and they were eager to get to their summerhouse asap. And who am I to stand in their way...
We ate some good food, topped by a great cake. ;D I allso got my presents, which were better than expected too. It started with Nursery Cryme, Foxtrot and Selling England by the Pound which is being imported from England (I think) this very moment. I wanted The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway as well, but that will have to wait til later (Christmas prehaps... ;D) when I get the rest of Genesis 70's albums. After that I got the new Warhammer 40 000 rulebook. I had a chance to get a 2000 point army since it was a pre-order, but sadly that didn't happen. Then I got Mess Effect as well (not my money. Besides, if I ever run out of installs I have no qualms pirating it... ;D), which was a little unexpected considering the cost of the rest.
Saturday was spent playing Mass Effect (I like it so far) and planning for Sunday when I was going to Gothenburg to go to
Liseberg together with Mobbie (and friends, but they don't count for much
. Exept Kuja.). I was to leave by bus early on Sunday and then leave by train in the evening. All I had left to do was to find some kind of transport from the station to Liseberg and load my cell phone with MP3's to listen to on the way there (and home).
Sunday started early. I had to go up at 6 am (meh, I allways forget if pm or am is morning, but 6 in the morning) in order to catch the bus. I got up, stumbled to my desk, put on my glasses, pulled up the curtains, spotted a buldozer and stumbled downstairs. My brother was watching TV... I took a shower, had breakfast, shaved, got on my bike and headed downtown. I was quite early, so I had to wait for about half an hour (the bus was late). This would have been a lot more plesant if this Indian guy hadn't tried to strike up a conversation with me. It's 7 am and you're in Sweden. You DON'T talk to strangers during those circumstances! Expecially not in English with an Indian accent! Noob...
Oh, and during these 30 minutes I got more SMSes than I had for the previous 6 months I'd had the phone. A mighty two!
One from SJ reminding me of my evening train and one from my sister wishing me a happy birthday.
(@ Mobbie: Before you read this I'd like to see your personal view on (especially me on) Sunday. I'd like you to write it down before you read my thoughts about it so I can see your personal thoughts on this event without risking those views to be coloured by my views.)
The bus arrived, and I thought I'd put on the music I'd uploaded the day before. So I turned on my phone and pulled out the headphones that followed with the phone. I looked around on the phone in order to find the socket. It wasn't there. So I looked again. Still no socket. I looked a third time. I here tried putting it in this hole on the back of the phone with no success. Turned out it was the camera after all. I then called phail on Ericsson for not including a headphone socket on their media phone.
The rest of the four hour busdrive was spent in silence. I passed the time sleeping and thinking about what would happen if the bus crashed and I died.
(But to be honest, it wasn't that bad. I'm acually quite good at passing the time with no other thing to do than think. Not being able to fall asleep at night
does have it's perks, believe it or not.)
At 11:40 I arrived in Sweden's second largest city, Gothenburg. I headed out of the terminal looking for streetcar nr 5. I spotted some rails and I thought I'd follow them. Turns out I ran in the opposite direction to where streetcar nr 5 was running.
Took me 40 minutes to find it instead of five... But once I found it getting to Liseberg was a piece of cake. And soon after I entered I got the message from Mobbie declaring they were there too.
After we found eachother we went for lunch and then the riding began. We rode (in order) Lisebergbanan (a rollercoaster built on a mountain side), Balder (the biggest wood coaster in the world), Kanonen (The Canon, a rollercoaster that accelerate from 0 to 70 in about 2 seconds. Consists of lots of sharp curves and allso some corkscrew design, so you spend a few seconds upside-down), Colorado (the thing with it was that you got wet), Flumeride (probably Liseberg's most famous attraction. You got wet here too), Screamin’ Swing (basicly a gigant swing. I liked it), Höjdskräcken (fear of heights. You went up in the air about 50 meters where you sat for a few seconds, then they dropped you), Screamin’ Swing again, then spinrock (more swinging, but now with sidespinning as well. Due to my empty stomach I passed on this one. Spinning on an empty stomach makes me nauseous). Then it was dinner, and then I had to go home (I was hoping to catch another roller coaster as the final attraction, but I didn't have time).
My favorite attractions were the roller coasters, especially The Canon, which was intense with all it's twisting and turning in high speed. Second favorite was Balder, which was more about extreme pace and major drops. It was really fast, but not as suprizing as The Canon that did something unexpected in every sequence. It was a pity I had to leave when I did, I would have loved to stay another hour and re-ride one of the roller coasters, especially since I loosened up more and more the longer the day went on. But still, it was the best birthday I've had in years, if not best
day in years!
I then got on the train home. I'd used the SJ search system and found a trip that went from Gothenburg to Västerås, where I was to switch to a train that went back to Örebro (my hometown). Once on the train I noticed this guy sitting opposite to me listening to music on his cellphone. I looked at his headphones and noticed that they had a similar outlet to the one of my battery recharger (and USB connection for that matter). This made me remember that there had been a second cord in the headphone pack. I searched my bag and found the small plastic bag my headphones had come in. Inside this second cord was packaged. I opened the package and looked at the cord. In one end there was an outlet that went into the socket at the end of the cell phone, and in the other there was a socket for headphones. I plugged my headphones into this and the outlet into the cellphone, put on my playlist and behold, there was music flowing out of my headphones! Turns out it was me and not SJ that sucked...
But I didn't let this bother me, instead I listened to music and thought about the day and what I'd do the day after. This went on until I reached Hallsberg, which is one of Sweden's biggest railroad crossings (because it's placed pretty much in the middle of Sweden). It's allso located a few miles (1 mile=10 km) south of Örebro (at first I wrote Sweden!
Germany's one heck of a place to place a major Swedish railroad crossing, don't you think? ;D). I figured this meant we'd pass through Örebro on the way to Västerås. I found it a bit ironic that I'd have to pass my target, go 10 miles past it and then go back those 10 miles again just to go home. The train started again and I kept on listening to music and looking through the window but not really noticing what I saw until something tickled my brain. There was something familiar about the building I was looking at. It looked like Gustavsvik, the norses biggest waterpark, located in Örebro. After we passed it I noticed the old Water Tower and was sure that I was in fact home. I kept looking and seeing familiar sites. I saw the place where my father works, I saw the school where my sister went to "high school".
I allso saw the back of this house that I've must have passed at least 1000 times on the way to school without ever seeing it's back. I remember thinking "so that's what it looks like!" when suddenly the train started to slow down. Once we were on the central station it had stopped completely. I thought to myself "this can't be...". But I had to check for myself. So I grabbed my stuff and slowly walked for the end of the wagon, feeling like I was dreaming or something. Once there I opened the door and looked right. Closed door. I looked left.
Open door! I walked outside and looked right and left and saw people bording the train. I slowly started walking for the end of the platform. I allmost felt like a criminal, considering how I was supposed to continue for another hour before going back here. But the longer I walked the more elated I felt. Once I was off the platform I was smiling fully. SJ had acually put me on a trip that stopped on my destination where it then expected me to
continue for another 10 miles and then go back!
All in all it was a kick-ass birthday.
Übereil
Have a great day! 
One from SJ reminding me of my evening train and one from my sister wishing me a happy birthday.
