The most livable city

On our third and final day in Stockholm we decided to go out and see the only island of the main 5 that we hadn’t been to yet.

(I’m writing this in the airport before my flight to Croatia and don’t have the Stockholm map with me. So you’ll have to excuse any innacuracies with location spelling…you know because I’ve done such a good job already…it’s also 520 and I’ve been up since 250…more on this later…)

Östermalm is the island on the north east of the city and is where all the money is. This is where celebrities live and all the super highend shops are. We had biked along it before but never really dove into the area. It will suffice to say this about Östermalm: …

We biked back down to the Norlmalm (sp?) area where all the shopping was because, per the previous posts, Erin was jonsing for some shopping. She bought some stuff…erm yeah…

The thing about day three was that it felt very…common. We had trekked the city and done everything we had wanted to do (and then some) on the previous two days. So we were resigned to answering the following questions:

What do you want to eat?
What do you want to do?
What is up?

You know the questions you ask yourself and those in your proximity on a normal day in whatever city that you live, normally. That was the wrap up of Stockholm. In Munich we drank, and we weren’t in Copenhagen very long. Oslo was expensive. Stockholm was the most “livable” city we went to.

Anyway, we ended up finding a great restaurant on Galma Stan to eat at and watch the opening day of the English Premier League for a bit. Actually, that was playing at a place across the street, but if you sat just right you could see their TVs. I don’t know if Erin knew this, but she probably did.

From there we went back over to (big surprise) Götgaten and had a coffee at a place with a giant Rolling Stones lips logo framed on one wall, and a giant Iron Maiden album cover on the other, that sold Marvin Gaye, Frank Sinatra, Aretha Franklin, and (early) Green Day CDs in addition to normal coffee shop fare; you know, coffee. After that, we did what any other self-respecting human beings do when they don’t know what to do: go to the bar. Didn’t stay long though, I have a 6am flight and need to get up at 3 to catch it.

We spent a while in the hotel restaurant reflecting on the trip together and then went to bed.

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