I had the idea of finding some work to bolster my cash as at $12 a day Sweden is burning the cash. The first stop was the tourist office who gave me the address of the employment office who then sent me to Immigration who then sent me to the employment office for students. Yes they had jobs but what a hassle. They give you a book with jobs and a translation book. I gave up with the bureaucracy after an hour and went to the hangout square where there is a library you can listen to music at with earphones and read newspapers and magazines some of which are in English. I met a guy from Winnipeg and another from Montreal. They were good Frisbee players. Finally someone with my skills. We played in an old graveyard by the hostel. I put one on poor Hans’s grave marker (RIP 1907). We were taking a rest and some eerie looking Jesus person approached us looking as if he just emerged from a grave. I went with the Canadians to McDonalds for cheap food for the impoverished masses. After on a main street an incredible sight with old American cars roaring up and down the street. A greasy crowd. A cross between “American Graffiti” and “Rebel Without a Cause”. Sweden loves American culture.
“Travels to a Different Time” : 30June1975: American Graffiti Lives on in Stockholm! Scary Jesus Person in the Graveyard
