We got told off on the train from Malmö to Lund. We hadn't realised we were sitting in the quiet carriage and talked until we were instructed not to. "Förlåt", we said, and sat in silence until Lund.
We stayed in a hostel in a train carriage by the station in Lund. I've travelled on so many night trains that I was conditioned into expecting it to rock about constantly, so I swerved erratically around to compensate for the non-existent motion as I walked down the corridors.
In the evening we went out to a club called Sargasso. It was a Friday night but it never really got going. Every club I'd been to before in Sweden had been fantastic, so it was a bit of a shame that we picked a bad one here, but then in a university town, nothing much goes on when the students aren't around.
The next day, the skies were clear and the air was cold. We decided to head north, to Helsingborg.