Stockholm
The city is spread on several islands. A quick look, before landing
Arrived around 7pm at the hotel, and went immediately out to „get the pulse”. To reach the old town, had to cross a bridge. To the right, parts of the city + full moon,
To the left, a part of older town below which a train passes on a suspended line.
I don’t know who this gentleman is, but I liked how he looked with moon.
So we entered Old Town, called Gamla Stan.
This is the main street, empty, as I assume most people were having dinner inside.
Up and down from the main street, you get plenty of narrow streets of cobbled stone,
probably the most consistent collection I have seen so far.
The streets end up in small squares,
which are nothing but sources for more of the same, but never the same.
The icing on the cake, however, for me, were the red corridors
which I enjoyed a lot.
That night, the city had natural and artificial globular illumination
leading us towards the old town entrance gate
from where we looked back.
Over a nicely panoramizing bridge
we entered the shopping district, which didn’t impress much at night So we came back to fairytaletown
with its discreet inhabitants
and some more fenomenal red corridors
.
Back to the hotel, we stumbled again upon this view
and caught a train passing by.
Enough for that day, and for today. More hopefully later.
Arrived around 7pm at the hotel, and went immediately out to „get the pulse”. To reach the old town, had to cross a bridge. To the right, parts of the city + full moon,
To the left, a part of older town below which a train passes on a suspended line.
I don’t know who this gentleman is, but I liked how he looked with moon.
So we entered Old Town, called Gamla Stan.
This is the main street, empty, as I assume most people were having dinner inside.
Up and down from the main street, you get plenty of narrow streets of cobbled stone,
probably the most consistent collection I have seen so far.
The streets end up in small squares,
which are nothing but sources for more of the same, but never the same.
The icing on the cake, however, for me, were the red corridors
which I enjoyed a lot.
That night, the city had natural and artificial globular illumination
leading us towards the old town entrance gate
from where we looked back.
Over a nicely panoramizing bridge
we entered the shopping district, which didn’t impress much at night So we came back to fairytaletown
with its discreet inhabitants
and some more fenomenal red corridors
.Back to the hotel, we stumbled again upon this view
and caught a train passing by.
Enough for that day, and for today. More hopefully later.
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The next morning, sun was shining,
while temperature stayed around -3 C.
Turns out last night's light train was painted in blue
and the central street was more crowded during the day
but not everywhere
Some of the narrow streets of cobbled stone were VERY narrow,
while colofrul passages kept their charm.
As did colorful buildings.
We ate last night at the cafe on the right.
By chance, we turned back towards the palace, when we saw a crowd of turists gathered around a guy
who tried to keep them at bay and make way for the ...troups!
All jazzed up,
followed by some more serious fellows for protection
they passed through the tourist crowd, which closed narrowly behind them.
After saluting
they stood tight
and started the show
Meanwhile, "security forces" were trying to keep tourists from invading the square.
At one point, we thought - this tune is familiar. It was ABBA, "Waterloo". And then, "Dancing Queen". Oh, we thought. So it IS a show. And it was, judging from the juggling. Very cool.
At the end, after another salute,
FOOOOOOR-WARD!
And off they went.
He stayed, very young, very lonely, and probably feeling very cold. Yet important. He was guarding the palace.
We jumped on a boat to Djurgården
Where we visited the Vasa museum. Was a pleasant surprise! The Vasa ship, flagship of the Swedish fleet in 1628, sank less than 2 miles after initiating its first sea trip. In the 1950s it was brought to surface and into this museum.
Because the Baltic Sea is less salty, the bad wood-eating worm who usually disintegrates shipwrecks does not live here, so the ship is amazingly well preserved.
The museum is worth seeing, very well done, transposes you to a "Pirates of the Caribbean" Black Pearlish mood. The only thing I could not imagine was the extensive fights on deck - it was big, but in reality smaller than Hollywood made us believe it were.
Scarily realistic were the wax figures reconstructed after people who died on the ship.
You can also get an idea on how it was inside
and how (great) it looked at the time.
Afterwards, we took a stroll through the park
to Rosendal cafe, and then back to the city
nicely viewed across the channel.
Sunset
was in preparation,
and the evening came in pleasant lights.
With streets
emptied,
we filled our stomachs with a good potato with shrimps at Cafe Art in the center (good location, decent price), and went to sleep after a full day.
Not much left to say, about the last day. The City Hall was among the last unchecked on the "must see" list, so we did. A "serious" looking building
of red brick, not much looks from a distance, but interesting at a closer look. Unfortunately we didn't have time for a visit, to see where the Nobel prize is awarded, so we took a stroll in the courtyard
and since there seemed to be a nice view beyond the arches
we stepped out
and indeed,
it looked nice.
That being said,
we said hej deo Stockholm, and left.
It seems, at the right time, as clouds were gathering
above the city.
Even more active clouds waited for me at home, but that, again, is another story.