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A glorious, quiet, first class leg from Copenhagen was followed by a full, hot, oxygen-less replacement bus from Fredericia. A road blockade gave us a chance to enjoy the atmosphere a little longer.
Now I'm finally in Aarhus, in a very nice hotel. I can comfortably observe the trash shelter from my window, but a shitty view is a rule for single rooms in the Hotel Illuminati Handbook, as we all know.
@tml In AND deed!
After three breakfasts I really shouldn't complain, but still I do: Saturday is the worst day of train travel in Sweden and Denmark freestuff-wise: almost all the first class lounges are closed. Luckily, Aarhus lounge is open on Sundays as well, so I get to experience that tomorrow.
Edit: no, I won't, I'll be commuting in a local bus and not using an interrail day. Bummer.
Train was early (!) in Stockholm, and I ended up shaking the system by grabbing another breakfast from the cafeteria at the station. I was happy with just a cup of coffee, so not too much anarchy here. It was also an act of research to find out that Ritazza offers breakfast on weekends, contrary to the information on SJ website.
So, I was already hungry when the third breakfast arrived during the uneventful ride to Malmö.
This light-throwing-up lion wishes you a very happy #Caturday.
@interrailinfosvenska @tml Oh yes, there is a bistro on the train, and breakfast will be served there. All hail to Kullamust!
Seuraavaksi Jörniin!
I English: We are somewhat late to Jörn, so let's see about my breakfast in Stockholm.
@tml I'll have to check that! I was under the impression that all the SJ first class breakfasts are hotel based now. It would be great to be wrong, though, since I just noticed that the Stockholm hotel breakfast starts half an hour later than previously, which is too late for me.
Finally in the night train from Luleå to Stockholm!
The route from Oulu was surprisingly fluent. There were long-ish waits between the legs, but taken SJ's unreliability, possible transfers between stations and provision shopping, it's actually a good thing.
My next concern is if this train is on time and if I'll have time for the hotel breakfast before my next breakfast in the train to Malmö.
@tomminieminen This is a really small station, but I checked like ten times, just in case. There is no cafeteria. 
But I do have some instant coffee, milk and sugar with me, and a freeze box that can be used as a mug. If there's warm enough water in the washroom, I could have a lukewarm cuppa. 
I still won't get into a train, though, since there's an replacement bus between Haparanda and Luleå. Depending on the source this is because of broken train or not enough of train.
And what a station Haparanda is! Magnificent! The only thing missing is a cafeteria, but luckily I have some provisions. It does feel a tad unrespectful to nibble knäckebröd in this fancy environment, though.
And now in Sweden!
The bus route from Oulu ended to the Haparanda-Tornio Travel centre, but I asked the driver just for laughs if he was continuing to the railway station. He said he indeed has a habit to take a stretch there, in case someone is going.
I don't know if it's every driver's habit or official or if I just got lucky, but it was very nice, since the station was further than I thought.
I’m in Lapland!
@tml the Reitit & liput app shows local times, maybe it was that.
First leg of my interrail is not technically interrail, but a bus from Oulu to Haparanda, Sweden, paid without any concession. Feels weird to start the trip south by traveling northwards.
The Finnish ticket shop Matkahuolto insists on using Finnish time everywhere, so according to timetable I’ll be arriving 13:05, instead of the actual 12:05. Also SJ sometimes shows timetables in user’s local time, making that, too an hour off. Annoying and unpractical.
@vrtxd @tml @titia @suihkulokki
"Sua vaan panettaa"
Ad himonem -argumentti
I feel a tad paternalized by the advice sticker, where an athletic person easily whisks their bike to the bike rack of a Finnish IC train.
In reality, that is impossible with my bike. Also, the bike is too big to be left on the floor horizontally, since it would block the exit. So, a strap and a few curses to the rescue, I got the bike approximately where it should be. Add a lot more cursing for taking it down.
It’s so much easier in commuting trains. And free.
