We crashed in my brothers hotel room and woke up to a cold but sunny Stockholm.
Had an epic Swedish hotel breakfast and spent the day being tourists walking around Stockholm.
Sergels torg, where every swede who didn’t grew up in Stockholm believes you can buy drugs.
The parliament
City Hall
The Royal Palace. I think they should deck it out a little more.
In Old Town, they warn you about, I don’t know… tourists or millennials, or both.
Rosenbad, where the Prime Minister has his office, and the Parliament from a different angle.
Last day here and I realized I’m on the Swedish money! Or at least the flower that I’m named after.