Also not surprising, spending Day 1 in Europe sightseeing at an Amusement Park.
Liseberg is a traditional amusement park that has survived recessions, World Wars and changes in tastes and cultural revolutions.
The architecture is traditional turn-of-the-century, mixed with extensive gardens with mature trees and (mature) statues that would send American park guests running for Guest Relations in angry mobs to complain.
We rode and dropped and twisted and flipped and plunged at Liseberg. The last, "Plunged," is particularly important because it was around 1 Degree Celsius when I challenged Adam to do the log flume.
"I've never met a log flume I didn't like," I quipped upon seeing this classic model.
Liseberg's flume uses the steep terrain to it's advantage with a double drop finale. Soon, we were getting in a line that stretched 10 minutes. In this bitter cold, plenty of Scandinavians were happy to celebrate Liseburg's opening weekend by getting moist. And we did too (see photo below. We purchased the picture, only to hear Scott exclaim upon inspection, "I look dead!" Adam then reasoned with, "We've only gotten FOUR HOURS OF SLEEP in 2 days.")
Lunch was enjoyed inside a root cellar with a haunted past. There was no traditional theme park fare here, rather we dined on rock shrimp, baked flatbread, flounder and a soup that tasted as if it was a mix of squash, corn bread and candy. And in this darkened basement, paranormal sound effects only added to the mood.
And for this being a cold opening weekend, the flowers at Liseberg were out in force and beautiful.
Monday, we'll watch Adam's spending.
"I can't be gambling on Kit Kat bars if we're going to be staying on top of a mountain!" It's a long story, but at Liesberg, park guests plop down cold coins for a chance to win GIANT, oversized candy bars (like the man on the bench below and the stroller moms).
Plus on Monday, we'll get our first look at "a new ride" that will only add to the Volvo count in the local streets.
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