Riksgränsen literally means “the national border” and one of the slopes go over the border and into Norway. The Swedish king came here in 1987 and put up a marker so you know which country you’re in.
Some parts of the world put up big walls on the borders. Here they just pave the road differently.
Yes, it’s midnight, and the sun does not set.
Gloomy first day.
Since Riksgränsen is so tiny there’s no way to buy alcohol. I had pre-orderd and we had to pick up in Katterjokk. Luckily we could ski there and take a free shuttle back to the hotel.
10pm and still daylight out!
It’s quite a long hike. Los Angeles to Stockholm with a connection in London Heathrow (where Asher forgot his helmet on the plane). Then Stockholm to Kiruna, one night in Kiruna before a few hour train ride to Riksgränsen.
While in Kiruna, we did some sightseeing.
Not much to see though to be honest if you only have a few hours to spare. They do have an iron mine, it is quite massive.
Got to stock up on godis for the week!
I feel like Manhattan hasn’t changed much since last time I was here.
We went to Beauty & Essex for dinner, where they serve bubbly wine in the ladies powder room.
Ended the night at a speakeasy where we got served alcohol from teacups.
Headed to New York for a few days as my sister, brother in law and friends are in town.
Left Vegas early in the morning and headed straight to Mammoth, and yes it’s snowing again!
Quick trip to Las Vegas. Unfortunately I got the worst view from my hotel room. I was better off hitting up the buffet!
