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13Mar/11Off

Stockholm … For A Day …

Posted by culverlake

Well, 27 hours really, let's be honest. (Flight time? 19 hours.)

Highlights? Meeting someone amazing. Stunningly beautiful clear skies. And, elk for dinner.

Upon arrival in the basically empty Stockholm-Arnanda Airport, I followed my DL202 flight team into the main terminal.

A taxi ride into town, hotel check-in and it was time to explore. Cameras in hand and woefully unprepared for the slushy sidewalks and streets (my Bacco Bucci's are still in surgery), I rolled though Stockholm under seriously sunny skies. By rolled, I mean walked. And, walked. And, walked. Punctuated by a delish lunch at De Svarta Faren (The Black Sheep! Someone call the Tomasinos!) and stumbling onto the changing of the guard at the royal residence (aka Stockholm Palace).

Back at the hotel after dark to shower and rest and then dinner at Restaurang Agaton. A table by the picture windows overlooking the cobblestone street, with a huge candelabra to light the table. Sadly, I skipped the carpaccio appetizer (which I'm guessing was killer), but the elk entree was unreal. Also, potato strudel. (It's like someone said, "Hey Mister Culverlake, how about we mix your two fav foods into one absurdly life-changing side." Yeah, that.) And somehow I don't have a single photo of this madness.

Drinks at a bar. Staying up til 3AM. Waking up at 9AM and grabbing a super delish breakfast at the hotel before I jumped in another taxi and went back to the airport.

The flight stories I'll leave out, but I can say this ... Getting bumped onto an Air France flight (ARN-CDG,CDG-JFK) included a move into a better class, Air France socks and an amenity kit. Also, mushroom risotto and a hard-backed seat. And, there I was Monday morning at my bleak desk in my bleak office with a smile that the Cheshire Cat could be jealous of.

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