Alfred Nobel, City Hall, Djurgarden, Gamla Stan, Gruna Lund, Kaknastournet, Sergels Torg, Slussen, Stockholm, Sweden
Stockholm June 2015
One of the fringe benefits of watching obscure football matches all over the world, is that you inevitably end up seeing a country and its people as they are, not as the tourist guides try to present it. Over the last 9 years Stockholm has signposted many significant times in my life; I jump on plane and 2 hours later there it is, welcoming me back. But until now I’d failed to take the short-cut and visit all the touristy bits.
So I took 3 days and deliberately sought out the obvious, but here’s the thing, everywhere I went the guides and people in the ticket booths kept giving me a knowing grin. I don’t think they thought I was a local, why would I be? I don’t speak Swedish, so maybe they saw how comfortable I was in their city, and enjoyed the moment as much as I was.
Of course the real Sweden soon found its way into my consciousness, the coffee at the bay with friends from Nacka, and the beer with a journalist I know from a locals guide to Oxford I helped him with, courtesy of a beery night in the Turf Tavern.
Yes time after time I return to Stockholm, and we welcome each other back, and the adventures begin, and for that Tack Stockholm.
Nice variety of pics.