I’ve been captured. Don’t try to talk me out of it because I am just fine. Stockholm has exposed everything and to tell you the truth, I was hoping it would.
There is so much to say, I almost don’t know where to start. But I’ll start here. The cobblestoned streets say it all. One leading to the next, drifting me through the buildings and the museums, almost floating. I feel as if I am in a picture book. Just too perfect to be real. It’s crowded, but not NYC crowded, no not at all. A much more comfortable and reasonable amount of people that fill the streets, even on a Saturday.
Stockholm is filled with over 100 museums and almost every building represents historic and architectural interest. So, it was like the whole city itself was a museum. Delicate, monumental and vibrant. Although there are many components to the city of Stockholm, Gamla Stan (Old Town) located on an island called Stadsholmen, stood out the most. This part of the city borders the water and creates the most stunning image when viewing it, especially as the sun is setting.
In this area, you can find the famous Royal Palace that dates all the way back to the 17th and 18th centuries. The Palace provides a Roman Baroque-style, a sight I am not used to seeing by the naked eye. It’s beautiful, even from the outside. I’ll be sure to go inside next time I am there. But, what will I wear?
The overall atmosphere in Stockholm can be described as lively and classy. The streets are filled with souvenir and antique shops, bookstores, bars and fancy restaurants. There are mysterious alley ways, bikes parked everywhere and decorations at every corner. I felt as if I was walking through an enchanted city that was not real. Like I was going to wake up any moment and realize it was just a dream. But, it wasn’t a dream, it was very real. And I cannot wait to go back.
P.S. I ate Elk meatballs.