Sweden

Our entry to Sweden was uneventful, as all our border crossings tended to be. We simply walked past some Swedish customs officials who presumably would have stopped suspicious-looking people, had there been any. We boarded a train to Göteborg, where we changed to an Oslo-bound train. Looking out the windows of the train, we could see that Sweden is a very pretty country, but our schedule (and our finances) couldn't support even a brief stop. As we traveled through the greenery, with forests and lakes all around, the conductor announced over the P.A. that we had just crossed into Norway.