The Timeless Commute

There is a specific rhythm to a city that still breathes through its tracks. While the world rushes toward sleek, silent, and subterranean travel, the blue trams of Gothenburg remain tethered to the sky by wire and to the earth by stone. To ride one is to be part of a living history, a gentle rattle that has soundtracked the mornings of thousands of souls for over a century.