has the ground stopped moving under my feet yet?

Sunday during the day S and I went back to "knight's week" to do some medieval window shopping.  I really enjoyed seeing the town's locals dress up and play the part.  Once we had our fill of medieval-ness, we went back to her place, said good to her boyfriend A, and hit the road to S's sister's apartment in Gotenburg City.  The airport that I flew out of was not the same that I had flown into because I was headed in the opposite direction.  I thought that I was scheduled to leave Amsterdam Airport on the 12th.  I got an email after my inquiry on when and where I need to meet up with the horses I was flying with and I was told that it was the 11th not the 12th and that I missed the plane by 1.5 hours.
My day started on the11th in Sweden, I flew to Beauvis, Paris and hopped on a bus to Gard du Tilli and then jumped on the train to Amsterdam.  I had arrived at Gard du Nord early because my flight had landed 35 mins early and when I arrived in Paris early.....I asked if I could board an earlier speed train to Amsterdam and the conductor said that it would be a hefty fee to switch to an earlier train.  I decided to sit and wait the 1.5 hours till my train.

20 mins later, and after the train had left; I get call from my horse contact that I needed to be at the cargo loading area at 5:30pm.....I would be arriving one hour later.  ARG!!  oh well!  such is life.

I am holed up in Amsterdam till the 18th.  I have some friends not too far and I am hoping to see them!

Here are some more photos of Sweden.