We walked around in Södermalm and continued into Gamla Stan, the old part of town. Here, the houses leaned into each other, and the narrow streets with orange facades made me think I was in Italy.
I goofed around.
Stockholm is made up of so much water, and it makes the city seem bigger - and more beautiful.
Chris goofed, too.
For lunch, we headed into Östermalm's Saluhallen, an indoor food market, where we had Swedish köttbullar (meatballs), lingonsylt (lingonberry jam), and beer. Oh, so good.
We were so lucky to catch a 1960s tram where
they had a café inside. So after lunch, we had coffee and cinnamon buns inside the tram while we drove around in Stockholm.
The tram took us over to Djurgården, an island with an amusement park. There were also extraordinary houses.
At night, we took Chris' roomie Polly out for drinks at nearby AG (Kronobergsgatan 37, Fridhelmsplan) - a tapas restaurant with meat hanging down from hooks. We just settled for some very well made cocktails. And in case you're wondering from the photo; we also had fun, we just had serious issues choosing drinks.
Polly and I had whisky drinks and they were served in a bottle covered in brown bags... Chris went more classic.
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