16 June 2009
Stockholm in the Summertime
Ah, Sweden. Where things decompose very slowly, where comparatively few people (to someone raised in chaos) roam the streets, where bars close at 2AM, where the food is creamy, people are polite, and the train is always on time.
Ingmar Bergman Festival outdoor installation. Big hand.
I have a love for Stockholm that is contrary to my warmth-loving constitution, because I love both its walkability and its people. I find the latter to be quite crazy on the inside.
A thermometer outside the hotel room window. Truly a novelty.
Green Party exhibit at the Central Station.
Their former Mayo Uno protest site.
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