The day after our gluttonous Thanksgiving meal, we tried to work off some of the calories with a long walk around Stockholm. We didn’t get out until after 2 PM though—and the sun set at 2:53! But there was still plenty of light for a few hours of sightseeing. Light is weird in the North.
Jacq and Dado live across the street from a big yellow church.
The church’s graveyard is lit by candlelight (note that this picture was taken just after 3 PM).
Stockholm is made up of several islands with waterways in between.
There were many attractive apartment buildings.
This one was on a hill, and had a bridge going to a second entrance on the third floor.
This photo of a typical doorknob also caught a bit of Gwen Wren’s reflection in the glass. (I included this one for you, Blake.)
I liked how some of the streets had been carved out of the bedrock, leaving old houses elevated on exposed rock.
There was a lot of art to be seen around town. This sculpture was just hanging out by a park bench in a tucked away corner of greenspace. (What do you think, Rob: another celloman?)
We saw several nude statues, every one of which made me feel glad to be wearing lots of warm clothes—it was cold outside!
Even the shop windows had some eye-catching art objets.
I took note of this pedestrian sign, which clearly shows a father walking his daughter—quite progressive, as pedestrian signs go.
I was surprised to see this Texas-themed bar, complete with Lone Star beer. Very strange.
We couldn’t resist putting this Viking helmet on Gwen Wren. Fortunately we didn’t wake her from her nap.
We stopped by a produce market. They had huge piles of chanterelle mushrooms which as far as we could tell were 19.90 Swedish kroner per kg—that’s less than 50 cents a pound! (We thought of you, Toby.)
The produce market was right outside the concert hall, where the Nobel prizes are awarded each year. The building was an interesting blue color, with green lighting.
Our ultimate destination was not the concert hall however, but the city hall, where the Nobel banquet is held. We got there just in time for the guided tour.
Gwendolyn was good until near the end, when we were in a large hall lined with golden mosaics. Then she started to get fussy.
We noticed this breastfeeding woman in one high corner of the room.
Rachel took note of the signs, and decided to leave the tour for a breastfeeding break. What a nice spot for it! Note that they are sitting underneath a representation of the Statue of Liberty.
Afterward, we had a nice view of the city across the water outside City Hall. A lovely end to a lovely day of sightseeing in the great dark North.
Jacq and Dado live across the street from a big yellow church.
The church’s graveyard is lit by candlelight (note that this picture was taken just after 3 PM).
Stockholm is made up of several islands with waterways in between.
There were many attractive apartment buildings.
This one was on a hill, and had a bridge going to a second entrance on the third floor.
This photo of a typical doorknob also caught a bit of Gwen Wren’s reflection in the glass. (I included this one for you, Blake.)
I liked how some of the streets had been carved out of the bedrock, leaving old houses elevated on exposed rock.
There was a lot of art to be seen around town. This sculpture was just hanging out by a park bench in a tucked away corner of greenspace. (What do you think, Rob: another celloman?)
We saw several nude statues, every one of which made me feel glad to be wearing lots of warm clothes—it was cold outside!
Even the shop windows had some eye-catching art objets.
I took note of this pedestrian sign, which clearly shows a father walking his daughter—quite progressive, as pedestrian signs go.
I was surprised to see this Texas-themed bar, complete with Lone Star beer. Very strange.
We couldn’t resist putting this Viking helmet on Gwen Wren. Fortunately we didn’t wake her from her nap.
We stopped by a produce market. They had huge piles of chanterelle mushrooms which as far as we could tell were 19.90 Swedish kroner per kg—that’s less than 50 cents a pound! (We thought of you, Toby.)
The produce market was right outside the concert hall, where the Nobel prizes are awarded each year. The building was an interesting blue color, with green lighting.
Our ultimate destination was not the concert hall however, but the city hall, where the Nobel banquet is held. We got there just in time for the guided tour.
Gwendolyn was good until near the end, when we were in a large hall lined with golden mosaics. Then she started to get fussy.
We noticed this breastfeeding woman in one high corner of the room.
Rachel took note of the signs, and decided to leave the tour for a breastfeeding break. What a nice spot for it! Note that they are sitting underneath a representation of the Statue of Liberty.
Afterward, we had a nice view of the city across the water outside City Hall. A lovely end to a lovely day of sightseeing in the great dark North.
2 comments:
I love the tour of Stockholm--and the Taksgiving feast (with a very scrawny turkey). Gwen Wren takes it all in, plus yummy naps in the Bjorn. And you notice things that remind you of all of us!
Theo
Thanks for the tour of Stockholm -- a beautiful city, with curious "ballerinas" in the store window. It starts getting dark here soon after 3 also.
Christina
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