Monthly Archives: July 2022

After a lovely long Skype with Mirinda and a lovely long laze in the apartment, I eventually dragged myself out into the blue sky and sunshine of a Söder Sunday. I discovered that if I leave the apartment block and … Continue reading →

Originally I was heading out to Skokloster today. But, on investigating the buses, it turned out there is only one every two hours on a Saturday. But, during the week, there’s far more of them. With that in mind, I … Continue reading →

What an absolutely fantastic day I had today. An exhibition that chilled me, a museum that thrilled me and a night at the circus. I am just exhausted. Fortunately, tomorrow sees me on trains and buses for large swathes so … Continue reading →

Up early only to realise I could sleep a bit more. I was travelling back to Stockholm and my train didn’t leave until 11:44. Checkout was by 11am, so I had plenty of time. I managed to take advantage of … Continue reading →

Gamla Uppsala, according to Mirinda, was a site where the Vikings would voluntarily offer themselves as sacrifices to all father Odin as depicted in the wonderful TV series. If so, there’s no mention of it in the museum. There was, … Continue reading →

This morning I woke to rain. Lots of it. It was as if yesterday’s overcast sky had saved it all up during the day just for this morning. I closed the door to the balcony because it was getting wet. … Continue reading →

Up early and packed before skyping with Mirinda. We didn’t talk for long as she had a work call to make. I decided to go and have a final fika at the only café in Tierp. Sadly, Mirinda then texted … Continue reading →

For the last few days, I’ve had a lot of my posts being read in Canada. I don’t know who by. I don’t know anyone in Canada. I’m not complaining. Far from it. And when I say ‘lots’ I’m talking … Continue reading →

The weather had completely changed. There had been a lot of rain in the night (I heard it) and, when I left the guest house for the station, the temperature was a brisk 13°. While persisting with my shorts, I … Continue reading →

It’s not often that I fall in love with a town. It happened with Farnham and I was very fond of Haslemere high street but, they are the exception rather than the rule. Last year, I rather liked quite a … Continue reading →