I am at the Blommenhof Hotel, a part of the Best Western chain. I think we are in Nykoping, Sweden, but I'm not absolutely sure. We are south of Stockholm, where we will go tomorrow for a play day, in which we plan to cover a few museums and see the sights. What's important is that the wifi is strong and free. After my sporadic and often frustrating and costly experiences elsewhere, I am eternally grateful.
I've also enjoy the comfort I've felt in Brussels today and now here of being a passenger in cars that drive on the right-hand side of the road as the good Lord intended them to be. Driving or being a passenger in Ireland and England is disconcerting for me, occasionally terrifying. Drivin in the left seems to me to be a crime against the natural order of things.
I know this is true. If you observe people on the streets of Dublin or London, Cork or Brighton as I so recently have done, you will observe that they keep to the right. When people self-organize they follw this pattern. When they conform to laws, they drive on the left.
