Stockholm

We had a lovely trip to Stockholm a couple of weeks ago (even if it did play havoc with the half marathon training, already more than decimated by that chesty cough thing). Out on a Friday, back on a Sunday. And some glorious meandering in between.

We also ate elk. Which is essentially the same as American moose. And we took a few pictures.

It took a wee while to sort out our room, so we were given free drinks (result! Alcohol is stupid expensive in Sweden)

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We had dinner with my Ninja goddaughter, who was on fine form, got back late, and slept.

Saturday was a little packed. We went to the Vasa Museum to see the ship that sank on its maiden voyage (it managed about 20 minutes afloat). There was yarn on board.

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We skipped the ABBA museum as being expensive, and tottered off to a Glogg party. There was herring. And a fabulous Christmas Tree. It was next to a brewery. The perfect location for a house. We want to move into it.

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There were more møøsen on the way home. By this point we were a bit silly on potent mulled wine and channelling our inner Monty Python. Doesn’t take much.

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N had the biggest rack of ribs ever. And still had room for beer after. He found the most expensive beer ever that night. We did not buy it.

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(There would be a picture of N here, but I had to cut his face out of it, as he was pulling a very odd face and looked just like a beared Alan Cumming at this point. While Mr Cumming is brilliant, it’s not a look that particularly suits N).

Sunday began with pretty coffee in Wayne’s Coffee Bar. And a meander. And some more Glogg. It keeps out the cold.

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And we went to the zoo in Skansen (a sort of outdoors museum). There were otters! And wolves (looking unimpressed). And Lynx (who eat a kilo of meat a day). And bison (who are all descended from 12 ancestors, bred in captivity. Bison are now back in the wild).

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And then we had to come home.

xxx

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