A Quick Trip to Sweden, or was it?

We arranged to visit our friends of 50 years in Sweden for five days, and took the National Express coach from Chepstow to London Gatwick (a four-hour journey). Once at Gatwick, we had given ourselves plenty of time to have a good meal before flying out at 7.30 in the evening (a less than two hour flight). Once we had had a meal, we sat watching the Departures Board to find out what Gate we had to walk to; only to find our flight was delayed, and as the evening wore on, more and more delayed till we didn't leave Gatwick till 12.45am Saturday morning. We were the last group of people in the airport and the last flight out. So, keeping in touch with our friends every half hour or so, as the Board changed its updating on information (or lack of it), they eventually met us at Goteborg Airport at 2.45am. An hour's drive to their house, and a whisky (or two) before bed.
​Later Saturday we had a family party to go to, their eldest grandchild had reached 18, and it was so nice to see everyone again. Sunday we rested; Monday we visited a local garden; Tuesday we went into Goteborg by train to meet up with more "old" friends for a restaurant meal to celebrate our anniversary.
​Up early (4.30am) on Wednesday to travel to the airport for a return flight which fortunately was on time, and coach home via Chepstow.
​Whenever we see our friends we take them whisky, tea, cheese,  as Sweden is a very expensive country. What do we bring back? Aquavit, Vodka, Swedish cheese, and pickled herring.