Our trip to Stockholm was kind of a reunion between, Helen, Maria and me, after working together for the Central Reservation Line and sharing lots of distress with customers, shared cinema evenings and dinners and...
I arrived first, on Friday night and went straight to the new Park Inn Hotel which was very Ikea-like and gorgeous.
The next morning, cuz I had lots of time, I went to the city center to explore it on my own. It was a wonderful morning and I could have stayed within the old town (gamla stan) for quite a while... I found Drottingholm and H&M (where I had to buy a sweater, because it was colder than I expected). I had a coffee in a shop, walls plastered with Marilyn Monroe pictures.
Because I still had time before Helen would arrive and we would meet with Maria, I took the sightseeing ship to drive around the small islands, visited the Vasaa museum with a Viking ship that never left on a big journey, as it just sank in the harbour were it was left to water. I traveled to the Museum of Modern Art with some statues of Niki de Saint Phalle. Before I could reach the ship, a storm came. It was raining very heavy (and me, having lost my umbrella earlier this morning) so that waiting for the rain to go over was the only option. The poor soldiers, however, had to wait in the rain without moving. It was quite a show.
I met with Maria at the bus station to pick Helen up. We had a quick dinner and then went to our respective sleep-overs to meet in the morning for the show: Did I mention that we managed to show up in Stockholm at around exactly the time when the Princess was about to marry her boyfriend? No? Well, there we were and, as it was our fate to be in town at around the time, we decided we could as well go and catch a look.
We did go, but the catching a glimpse (or picture of the couple) proved to be too difficult. After a morning of shopping and waiting for the royal couple to show up, we were exhausted and returned to the hotel, spending the evening watching the reception in the hotel and rating the dresses of the invitees.
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