Hmm... I'm in the Arlanda Airport in Stockholm, Sweden. Grover said he would arrange "official FIS transport" for me since the US team doesn't get in until Tuesday but, um, I haven't seen any FIS people around. So I had to sign onto the internet to find out what hotel we are staying in and then I decided to make the most of my 40SEK/30minutes-of-internet-access and write a blog. Now though, at least I know where I'm supposed to go and I just have to figure out the cheapest way of getting myself + luggage there. This is the kind of solo-I-have-no-idea-how-this-is-going-to-work-out-but-I'm-confident-that-it-will travel that's been missing so far on this ski trip.

...ohh, update, a man just walked over to me with a sign that said "Royal Palace Sprints." It looks like the official transport was just a little late today. Damn, I was looking forward to an adventure in Stockholm. I suppose it's probably better to be sheparded though and save my energy for RACING on wednesday. Having to figure out a few travel glitches is invigorating, but having to figure out a lot gets really draining really quickly. I should have known that things would be well organized- Chris Grover doesn't let things slide.