A Hotel Picnic

A picnic of cheese sandwiches, vegetables and fruit are healthier, and easier to sleep on, than a restaurant dinner.
We're off on our travels. Today we drove down to Arlanda Airport and are now staying in our usual hotel. Tomorrow Jan heads for the UK while I meet an ex-colleague and we head off to the Italian Alps. A week from now Jan and I will be reunited at Arlanda airport and drive home together. What brilliant planning, if it all works.
All the way down on the 5 hour drive we had the radio on, which means that at least once every hour we heard the same news about the dreadful events in New Zealand.  How does someone end up with a world view where they can consider, then plan, and finally carry out such an evil deed? That really is beyond my understanding.