A few weeks ago I posted part 1 of my adventures in Stockholm. Here follows part 2. Enjoy.
After we finished our lunch at Formosa, and getting exhausted just by watching the triathlon competitors pass us by now and again, we went strolling through Old Town. If any of you have the opportunity to visit Stockholm, I highly recommend spending a day in Old Town. There are hundreds of things to see, loads of tiny shops and stores selling everything from home made candies to moose antler hats, from sex toys to Bukowski teddy bears. Most of the streets are cobble stone and the alleys are really narrow and steep. The buildings are from the 15th and 16th century or earlier, they're really tall and most of the old signs are left.
Old Town contains the Royal Castle, the Parliament, a slew of coffee shops, surprisingly many churches for such a limited area, and the scene of one of the worst mass executions in Swedish history (the mass beheading of Swedish aristocrats in the early 1500's). It's right next to the port and yet it's surprisingly void of seagulls.
As we were walking around, we came across the German Church and a strange sound floated through the air. It sounded like a harp making out with wind chimes and was strangely compelling. It turned out to be a strange instrument that looked very much like a flying saucer, complete with dents all over it. If the Piper of Hamelin ever needed a new instrument, this would be perfect.
When we finally managed to pull ourselves away from the sound, we made our way to the subway station, passing a candy store, filled with homemade candies, and more old houses on the way. The sun was slipping through tree branches and between walls, reflecting softly on the water of the bay. All in all, it was a great day.
While we were walking through the hallways to catch our subway train, we saw another one of those odd looking instruments, but the guy playing it was far from as skilled as the woman who had played outside the church. While her music was enchanting, his was mostly clonking on an up-side-down teapot.
We got back to the hotel without much adventure, except the extremely colorful group of women who stepped on the train two stations from where we got off. I haven't seen such an assortment of feathers, neon nail polish and gaudy plastic beads since the last time I saw the fans of a jrock band the last time.
That night we went to see the opening of a new venue, right next to the Globe Stadium. The shows were amazing, even though only the last band was one I actually enjoy listening to. I got some really nice photos of the shows, color jumping from every frame and people acting like shadow puppets against the shining background. One dag I might post them for people to see.
After the concert we fought with 35 000 people and some of the most reckless bikers I have ever seen as we made our way back to the hotel. The night was a bit chilly, which felt nice compared to the heat of the venue. Once again my GPS was being an ass and refused to work, but all in all it was a great day.
Maybe one day I'll learn how to play the UFO instrument. And perhaps also the name of the thing.
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