Stockholm - 31st August 2005
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Stockholm's Gamla Stan district was lined with cobbled streets, each laden with its own history and style- the road of boxed ears haunted by brawling poets, the narrow corridor/portal painted orange, the subversives and black-robed monks, the rune stone and cannon protecting street corners, liquor wars traipsing onwards from the gargoyled main square.
Pippi Longstocking (Långstrump) grinned at me from every shop window, but I never did conclude why giant inflated orange plaits stuck out from the top of a high-rise building, as if Pippi was trapped inside.
In the park outside the palace, needles were strewn around ornate fountains, bags of meths were hanging from bushes and it seemed somehow fitting, that it would be only then that it could be seen by those that were there, outside, as a real palace.
Some of the youth hostels in Stockholm are shaped from boats and former prisons, but the one I stayed in mainly seemed to contain schoolgirls who would excitedly run down the corridors during the evenings. I sipped pear cider in the bar, which I was quite wrong in expecting it to taste like the strong British kind of perry. Cactus/lime xider also seemed to not resemble normal cider, and I suspect neither did the other flavours - mandarin/chilli, pine/citrus, wasabi/lemon.
Pippi Longstocking (Långstrump) grinned at me from every shop window, but I never did conclude why giant inflated orange plaits stuck out from the top of a high-rise building, as if Pippi was trapped inside.
In the park outside the palace, needles were strewn around ornate fountains, bags of meths were hanging from bushes and it seemed somehow fitting, that it would be only then that it could be seen by those that were there, outside, as a real palace.
Some of the youth hostels in Stockholm are shaped from boats and former prisons, but the one I stayed in mainly seemed to contain schoolgirls who would excitedly run down the corridors during the evenings. I sipped pear cider in the bar, which I was quite wrong in expecting it to taste like the strong British kind of perry. Cactus/lime xider also seemed to not resemble normal cider, and I suspect neither did the other flavours - mandarin/chilli, pine/citrus, wasabi/lemon.
Wasabi Cider?!
Date: 2005-09-05 08:31 pm (UTC)Re: Wasabi Cider?!
Date: 2005-09-05 08:37 pm (UTC)I noticed that you were writing about cider too. Glad you found some on your honeymoon. :)
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Date: 2005-09-05 09:12 pm (UTC)My sister used to live near a place that served blueberry cider and I'm determined to taste that someday.
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Date: 2005-09-05 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-05 10:03 pm (UTC)I visited Stockholm once for almost a day, and got a whole hour of non-working time while meandering back to the station to get a train to the airport. I saw a bunch of death metal record stores and lots of nice light stone buildings, but I was in a bit of a hurry. The country remains on my list of places to visit.
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Date: 2005-09-06 09:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-06 02:01 am (UTC)and thought, YEAH!
those are my kind of monks :)
ok, i see i read too fast now ;)
xo, a
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Date: 2005-09-06 09:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-06 10:49 pm (UTC)first they make you stay, then you pay to stay. talk about Stockholm Syndrome.
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Date: 2005-09-07 02:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-08 04:19 am (UTC)& i'm just really jealous of how much you get to travel...
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Date: 2005-09-08 12:28 pm (UTC)Civil War bunker sounds cool!
I don't travel that much really. I would love to travel to where you are.
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Date: 2005-09-08 11:53 pm (UTC)