Stockholm, so natural

Stockholm on the night. So romantic.
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So, we arrived at Stockholm on the afternoon and we had to take a bus from the airport to the city centre and from the city centre to the hotel.

First impression, it looks nice, clean and people seem sympathetic and bilingual...

Our hotel was nice for the price (25€per person BB). The only problem is that we had to share the room with other 8 people (which one was a real snoring competitor).

I, first, called my friend Ulas (I met him in Hull) and we went with one of his friend to a bar restaurant really nice. They serve you, before eating, some Philadelphia cheese with bread (really good).

My friend Ulas and His friend
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The day after, we went to visit a big tower where you can see all Stockholm. It was really nice to see that the Swedish capital looks like a lot of different island and a really nice town in the centre. It seems for me that it is really tiny (normal compare to Paris).

We had a funny story there because we were looking for our way and we ask an old lady with her two dogs if she speaks English. She says "Yes, of course". The thing funny is that in France or Spain it is really difficult to find an old person who speaks English. But there, they are so fluent (everybody).

This is a view of stockholm from the tower
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After, we took a boat to go to an island near Stockholm and we took the boat. It was really beautiful all this little islands with sometimes just one house. The thing funny is the Sauna in the middle of the river. When we arrived, it looks like a village. I was surprised of the taxi boat who was parked there (it is not that common to meet one of that in Paris :)

We got back and we meet my friend Kristina (I met her in Granada): We went around the town. She tried to be a good guide tour and after we got back to our hotel and we tasted a speciality of Sweden. I do not remember the name but it is a canel pancake.

Fran and I next to a little parking boat
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The day after, we had a walk again in Stockholm before taking the train to go to Copenhagen.

A thing funny in the Swedish Danish train is that dogs are allowed without any "security". The thing less funny is when you have two big dogs under your feet, two other enormous two seats after, one in front and another one who wants to join but who is a bit unsociable. I was a bit afraid and Fran angry.

But fortunately they all calm down and we arrive in one piece in Copenhagen