Långfredagen i Stockholm
The day started with a rather fine coffee at The Diplomat, a grand old hotel on the waterfront in Stockholm. We had arrived earlier than expected for our planned … Read the rest “Långfredagen i Stockholm”
For most of my life, I’ve been fascinated by Sweden. It started with ABBA, of course. Then I discovered their approach to how society should operate matches with my mine. Then I visited and discovered the beauty of the place, and the awesome people. Music, literature, film.
The day started with a rather fine coffee at The Diplomat, a grand old hotel on the waterfront in Stockholm. We had arrived earlier than expected for our planned … Read the rest “Långfredagen i Stockholm”
They say Garbo was elusive in her life. She’s somewhat elusive in death also, it seems. Even though I’d found some online instructions about how to find her grave, they … Read the rest “Greta Garbo’s Grave”
“I’ve been wanting to do this for ages, and have been looking for the right moment”, Sue told me when the prospect of walking on an iced-over lake became a … Read the rest “Out On The Ice”
The sunset over Stockholm, viewed from the Djurgården fjären (Djurgården ferry) is pretty damn spectacular. Even though it’s still quite chilly in Stockholm, it was still warm enough for us … Read the rest “New Old Clothes”
“I think I’ve found the spot for my fiftieth birthday”, I told Sue as we sat and enjoyed some late afternoon refreshments at the top floor cafe of Stockholm’s Fotografiska … Read the rest “Fotografiska Museet”
One of the things Sue is finding a little “confronting” about staying in “ordinary homes” in Europe is the “open curtain policy”. By that, I mean, the tendency for people … Read the rest “Open Curtain Policy”