Harbour life

Working since 5 a.m., I decided to trade my laptop for the brilliant spring sunshine, running along the quays of Gothenburg, just like a month ago, passing Amerikaskjulet and the slow churn of electric ferries crisscrossing the harbour, taking in the salty air with its mix of diesel fumes and pine tar.

After 17 kilometres, I stopped at The Alchemist for coffee and a chèvre toast with apricot jam, walnuts, and thyme, before returning home to the growing backlog of student papers to comment on. Though it exacts its price, finding time for these kinds of mid-week long runs is really worthwhile, and the coming weeks are expected to bring a lot more sun.