A land of contrasts...
Introduction The trip literally began as no more than shooting the breeze. For Jennifer's birthday this year, I wanted to do something fun and special. Somehow even back in November when I was looking at potential places to visit, I must have known subconsciously or through ESP that our cruise on carnival crap lines was going to be somewhat of a wash. The original plan was to take her on a small two night cruise via Imperial Majesty Cruise Lines, but I did not want to be suckered into the "free gift certificates" floating around on the web that are nothing more than telemarketers commissioned by IMCL's parent company, Ramada Resorts. Paying full price for a cruise was not an issue; what was an issue, however - was the fact that I wanted the stateroom to be a nice one, even of the veranda suite variety. The cost of such accommodations was not a price that was severely attractive, so instead I started to look around at other options. Admittedly, I even looked at perhaps going to the Wisconsin Dells for the great event, but somehow that idea seemed a little too chintzy. Perhaps as a weekend getaway, an indoor water park resort would be great, but as a birthday present? My thoughts wandered to other parts of this great nation: Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon, beaches in Florida, and although each of them had their benefits, there was always some type of cost factor that made the eventual trip higher than what I would like to pay for a domestic vacation. On a lonely afternoon, I started to look at Europe. It had been awhile since I had set foot across the pond, and the last time that I did go, it was with my parents and a horde of Asian language speaking older people. The kids that went were either very young or in their late 20's, and plus - at that time I was still in my apprehensive towards Asians mode. The bright side to that trip was that my roommate for hotels was this older gentleman; although there was a language barrier that we could not cross, he was friendly - and when we went out, I made sure to take care of him. Tour groups are convenient, though they do not allow much time for self-exploration. My cruise excursions have always allowed time for exploring the islands and cities, but let's face it - Ensenada, Mexico and Nassau, Bahamas are not exactly the poster children for great architecture, storied buildings, etc. So with Europe in mind, I wanted to go to a country full of history, fantastic architecture, fine cuisine, and contemporary culture - but I did not want to shell out money to go on "guided tours." Time constraints were also a factor; Jennifer could only take a 4 day block of time off from her studies, so it immediately became clear that we would have to rush a country tour, or focus on one city. It became apparent that the wise thing to do would be to focus time and efforts on trying to explore one city, and with a ground time of around 2.5 days - this goal seemed reasonable in conjunction with the relatively smaller size of European capitals. Paris and London? Absolutely beautiful as I have seen both, but costly. Dublin, Ireland was also a choice as well, but I think my preconceptions of terrible food and haggis sealed the "no dice" deal for that particular country. After looking at what non-stop flights were operated out of O'Hare airport, I came to the conclusion that Scandinavia wasn't a terrible choice. Denmark, Sweden, or Norway seemed to be the big winners. After looking at direct flight prices, it quickly became apparent that Sweden would be the place to go, with Stockholm as the main and only attraction. Delving into such an undertaking seemed easy enough at first. I got the most important things taken care of: flight and hotel, and slowly I began to piece together an itinerary. Jennifer's apprehensions came from the fact that a)we would be in a foreign country b)she had never been outside the border towns of the US before and c)there might be a language barrier. After doing some research, I found that the language barrier would be the least of our worries - Swedes do in fact for the most part speak English quite well. The most difficult part about planning for this trip though - was trying to type in and remember all the street names. In Chicago, all the names have some meaning or relevance. Chicago Avenue, Erie, Huron, Ontario, etc. The list goes on, but in Stockholm, any cultural, local, or political reference would be completely lost on us. In preparation for our 2.5 day trip, I ordered a little book called Stockholm Encounter, and luckily enough there were itineraries that were set to the tune of weekends or a few days. Now, of course Jennifer and I are by no means wealthy enough to hit up all the trendy nightspots, spas, shopping destinations, etc. but there is definitely enough to do in the city to get a taste of just about everything. Lagom I was interested in seeing some of this Lagom in action. The first taste I had of Sweden seemed innocuous enough. We landed at Stockholm Arlanda Airport, and although by no means gargantuan, customs moved along very quickly. Instead of having huge shopping complexes replete with stores and food in every terminal, there was one larger area called Sky City that served two terminals. Public Transportation: Immaculate Itinerary Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 Thoughts
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I ate Rudolph while in Sweden.