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with some simple ingenuity, they have saved themselves the troubles of scrapping horse poo off the cobblestone streets.
can you spot it?
yes, the stylish black hammocks under the horses' butts.
we got lost trying to find the subway station and decided to admire this old church instead.
always fun to see a bit of fun street art in contrast to the grand and stately architecture.
here, the steeple of Riddarholm Church is slightly polished since it rises above the other palace buildings.
it's gruff yet cute, because it makes me think of both the fearsome Vikings and the muppet, Swedish Chef.
C tried to teach us how to pronounce the ä, å and ö, but i only remember that å sounds like "o" in "oar".
she walked us through a busy downtown area into a more deserted residential area filled with simple old townhouses. further in, we started to see some popular cafes that were closed for the summer.
we reached Urban Deli, a stylish supermarket/cafe/deli beside Nytorget and sampled the funky licorice-laced popcorn and discovered that it was quite yums.
Urban Deli's coffee in hand (i think C said it was good, and it was), we sat on the grass in Nytorget to chat. then with a baguette sticking out of my backpack, we went to check out the designer / second hand shops in SOFO. unfortunately, their vintage things were out of my budget, but it was interesting to see the small collective of hip shops and eateries.
and because it was almost the weekend, most Swedes were enjoying a cold beer at al fresco dining areas everywhere. it is the norm to party hard on Fri night and Sat, recover on Sun, and work hard for the rest of the week.
