Stockholm Trip: Quaint, Cobblestone Old Town

Per 

Me, in a borrowed coat

 

February 25th 2004, Wednesday.

Slept well, got up fairly easily.

Worked at the office for about 3 hours.

Took a bus to Old Town, and walked around there.  Very quaint, cobblestone and brick paths, tall and thin buildings of earth tones, some parts are bristling with shops. Can’t wait to see my photos.

Had lunch at Michaelangelo’s. Saw some businesspeople having lunch there, some residents and tourists, too, I imagined. Got there early enough to be seated quickly, but the place got crowded just as quickly.

Walked to The National Museum. Fell in love with Alexander Roslin’s portrait of his wife. Also liked the grandeur of a painting of King Carl’s XII’s dead body, as his soldiers transported him on a stretcher of sorts, along a snowy mountain path.  A well-to-do older woman and I started to chat at the checkout counter of the Museum gift shop, and she was glad for his murder (by one of his men).  "There are too many kings.” 

She was a delightful woman, and Per ribbed me for making friends at the museum: “Maybe you should ‘spoon’ with her.” It was friendly ribbing, of course… jerk!

Went back to Old Town.  Had coffee and hot chocolate (in bowls!) and Swedish buns.

Went back to Per’s place, then went out again on the train to his friend, Tubbe’s, gym.

Worked out there, then had dinner at a nearby Chinese Restaurant, Hong Kong.