Don't really think I need to say anything more than this picture for this post...but, of course I will. Thought you were going to get lucky, huh. Isn't it gorgeous?!
We took an extended weekend trip to Stockholm for multiple reasons. 1. This is the number one destination ex-pats love to visit. At least from my experience. I can barely get the standard question of "What city is your favorite to visit?" finished before they are saying, "Stockholm". 2. Josh's family comes from Sweden and he has never been. 3. To visit my other brother, Michael and his family. My family had a foreign exchange student when I was growing up from Stockholm. I haven't seen him in about 15 years and figured this was a good excuse to catch up. Who needs reasons though. If you are debating where to visit next, pick Stockholm. Go quick though. It is starting to get cold.
After the long day of traveling, I just wanted to get to the hotel and get settled in. Have a few minutes to breath before Michael came to pick us up for dinner. Such a simple desire that got thrown out the window when we went to go check in. Somehow I had made reservations for the wrong hotel. We were supposed to be staying at the Elite Hotel Stockholm Plaza, but I guess I made the reservations for one of their other hotels, the Elite Hotel Stockholm Palace. Hard to imagine someone could make that mistake. Luckily, my Swedish brother was able to sweet talk the receptionist by making up some bullshit story about having a friend who knew the hotel owner, blah, blah, blah and presto, we have a jr. suite with our name on it.
We went back to Michael's apartment for dinner and to meet the family. A lot has changed since he lived with us a million years ago. We sat down for a traditional, summer meal of crayfish, cheese pie, some sort of salty fish pie thing, a special Swedish caviar with toast, and butterscotch pie with vanilla ice cream for dessert. I could live on this stuff.
And, of course he had to bust out the scotch. We sat around reminiscing about the good ol' days in Sioux Falls, SD. Looking through pictures of him and our family. Hearing his recollections of trips made to Fort Worth with my dad. Of putting my underwear on our dog for kicks. All too funny. It felt like I had seen him just yesterday.
We made our way back to the hotel with our bellies full and ready to get some shut-eye. Tomorrow we were being taken around the city with our own Swedish guide. Del två coming soon.