I left this morning on another early train. As nice as it is to be up and active early in the morning, the actual waking up part is never easy. This morning was no exception and I came very close to hitting snooze on my cell phone/alarm clock. I'm glad I didn't, as I likely wouldn't be here, sitting in my tiny hotel room with the sound of street music coming through my window, if I had.
If you're wondering what my hotel room is like, here it is:
And the view:
The washroom is shared among the rooms on my floor, and it has to be the smallest washroom I have ever seen/used. It makes the plane/train washrooms look roomy. Maybe I'll take a picture, just to prove my point.
Anyway, so I arrived today in Stockholm, in the Kingdom of Sweden. Here's the first Stockholm sign I saw:
Arriving at the central train station, I knew that the city was fairly compact, and that my hotel was no more than a short walk away, but my hunger got the better of me and I took a cab. I later realized just how close the train station is to my hotel - it's really close and I should have just walked.
One thing I have noticed about Stockholm is that it's affordable. I ordered a muffin at a fairly high-end bakery across from the Nobel Musuem, and it only came to 15 kroner. The same in Oslo would have likely cost 30 - 35 kroner. This is definitely a nice change, and I intend to enjoy it while I can. Later, I managed to have a really great galette, which I almost couldn't finish, for only 75 kroner. Again, would have cost more in Oslo. I could go on like this for a while, but I won't.
Here are some photos of Stockholm from today:
Although it didn't hit me right away, Stockholm is an amazing city. In one of the books/websites I read about Stockholm prior to my arrival, the author mentioned that there must be a creative/art director who oversees every detail of the city and ensures that everything meets his/her high standards. This would be a reasonable explanation for why everything is so sharp. I actually felt bad about myself after walking into a few stores, being the unshaven Canadian wearing hiking shoes and an oversized rain jacket. They city is practically pressuring me into purchasing some tight jeans (like, really tight), a pair of pointy leather shoes, a shirt with black and white horizontal stripes, an expensive jacket, perhaps distressed leather, and expensive accesories. I plan on doing some shopping tomorrow.
And one last photo:
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