In the land of Vikings and socialism

I have arrived in Stockholm, Sweden, and am groggily updating this from smhwpf's flat! Not tons to report so far because apparently 12 hours of flight and different time zones does strange things to my head, but a few things:

1. I highly recommend flying to Paris. They give you little bottles of wine on the flight. Also I could recline my seat back and there were no crying children.

2. Stockholm is incredibly pretty, or at least what I've seen of it so far is.


3. There is not a single Swedish word I can pronounce properly.

4. We had a stroll around the neighbourhood. There was a glorious beer garden on a hill and some sort of mansion filled with vegetarian food, both of which had a spectacular view, comme ça:



5. Here is an awesome monument to Swedish fighters in the International Brigades in Spain:



Okay time to get up and do things.