Aaaaaaaah Maaaaaaaars ! ahem... Sorry...
I want to taste Smash ! :)
My brief time in Göteborg was at an end, so I said my goodbyes to Göran and made my way to Track 8 for the four hour journey back "home" to Oslo.
When you upgrade your Norwegian Rail train ticket to NSB Komfort Class, they give you tokens which can be used to get a complimentary cup of coffee or tea for the journey. Lucky for me, they also had hot chocolate.
Which comes out of the vending machine SO much hotter than the word "hot" can express.
I mean, seriously... unless you are craving a mouth-full of seared flesh, what is the point of serving a beverage at scalding temperature? It's like when people order a drink at Starbucks and ask for it to be "Extra Hot." What the hell for? Are you going to kill somebody with it? Melt a hole through a steel girder? Boil pasta? Because it's certainly not suitable for drinking...
While in Sweden, I highly recommend picking up a Plopp candy bar. I first bought one just because the name sounds funny. Where I come from, "plop" is another word for "crap" (as in "cow plop") and I was intrigued. Now I buy them because they are sublimely delicious. It's chocolate filled with caramel, but they've infused it with toffee flavoring for a mind-blowing treat that tastes nothing like crap.
And speaking of treats... arriving back at Oslo, I immediately headed to the nearest kiosk so I could pick up a bag of crack...
Actually, I think crack would be less addictive than Smash!, but I'd have to give crack a try to be sure. All I do know is that Karla has reached new levels of all-consuming evil to afflict me with this new candy dependency. As if Mars Delight wasn't addiction enough for one man to bear.
And speaking of crack... my old room was as small as a closet, which led me to complain about not having enough space to have a hooker over. Apparently the hotel reads my blog and felt sorry for me, because my new room is at least four times larger. Not only could I fit in a hooker now, but there's room left over for a full breakfast buffet complete with omelette station...
A pity I'm nearly out of money and can't afford a crack-whore. What I really need to find is a Smash! candy-whore. Heaven only knows I'd be willing to trade sexual favors for a bag.
And, lastly, I present Goodbye Sweden: a photographic series in five parts by
Sometimes you look out your window and it feels good to be alive...
Wow, the Nordic countries almost have Japan beat on the cool candy front!! :p
Posted by diane on March 27, 2008 | Reply
OK... as a coffee person who orders my drink extra hot... my first hour at the office was usually too busy for me to actually enjoy drinking my coffee... so by the time I'd get around to it, by ordering it extra hot, it's still warm an hour later... lame, I know... but hey... it works for me.
I really like those last photos. I don't know what it is about photos of the sky. Love 'em. Yes, I'm quite the nutjob and also addicted to the skies above Flickr pool ;-)
Posted by Kevin Spencer on March 27, 2008 | Reply
What is this Mars delight?
Looks to be aptly named.
Posted by Atomic Bombshell on March 27, 2008 | Reply
And you know how crap tastes how? On second thought, don't answer that question.
Glad you had fun...even if you are poor now.
Posted by Caffeinated Librarian on March 27, 2008 | Reply
To think you got such a swank room because someone at the hotel might be reading your blog! What power. It looks like a great trip, Dave. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by Brent Vermilyea on March 27, 2008 | Reply
When I went to London, I was shocked at how teeny-tiny the hotel rooms were, so I guess it's true of most countries. We just like everything supersized in the USA.
Posted by Black Belt Mama on March 27, 2008 | Reply
Sweden looks a little like the midwest, without the monolithic buckle holding together the bible belt. I suppose Minnesota has roughly the same Nordic-flavored population, though. Sadly, however, probably not as many bags of crispy chocolatey crack as Norway.
Posted by You can call me, 'Sir' on March 27, 2008 | Reply
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