Sunday
We finally left when we meant to today! We went to the Royal Palace first thing, since we missed it on Friday. Unfortunately, most of the original palace burned down in the late 1600s, and the remodeling was finished in the mid 1700s and mid 1800s (different wings were worked on at different times). So it isn't super old, but it was still interesting to see how ornate different things were and to see some of the royal clothing and jewelry.
After the royal palace, we rode up to Jakobsberg for church. It was a very small ward and I fell asleep a little because I had a hard time listening to the translation, but Andrew got to talk with a few people that he used to know.
A couple that Andrew knew invited us to eat with them after church. On the drive to their house, we got to go through an area where Andrew served and see where he lived, where the church used to be, etc. I think Andrew really enjoyed getting to see that. Dinner was interesting because the husband, Lars, only speaks Swedish, his wife only speaks Norwegian-but sometimes says things in English, and I only speak English. Then we had Andrew with English and Swedish and their friend Elizabeth who was from Finland but speaks Swedish and English. We were all having to concentrate pretty hard to understand each other and many stories had to be told a second time in another language. They were the most fun company. They were silly and joked a lot and made us feel very comfortable. We had such a good time there. The food was also delicious and traditional. We had cracker bread, deer with gravy, mashed potatoes, lingonberry jam, and peas. For dessert we had ice cream and raspberries with vanilla sauce.
After dinner, the couple drove us around Sigtuna. This is the oldest town in Sweden and was founded in 980. There were many ruins there from the 10th and 11th centuries (doesn't it sound weird to even read that?) We stopped by a cafe from the 1500s (either that or 1650) that still operates today.
The Nillsons took us back to Marsta station. When we got back to Stockholm, we walked around Gamla Stan some more before turning in.
We finally left when we meant to today! We went to the Royal Palace first thing, since we missed it on Friday. Unfortunately, most of the original palace burned down in the late 1600s, and the remodeling was finished in the mid 1700s and mid 1800s (different wings were worked on at different times). So it isn't super old, but it was still interesting to see how ornate different things were and to see some of the royal clothing and jewelry.
After the royal palace, we rode up to Jakobsberg for church. It was a very small ward and I fell asleep a little because I had a hard time listening to the translation, but Andrew got to talk with a few people that he used to know.
A couple that Andrew knew invited us to eat with them after church. On the drive to their house, we got to go through an area where Andrew served and see where he lived, where the church used to be, etc. I think Andrew really enjoyed getting to see that. Dinner was interesting because the husband, Lars, only speaks Swedish, his wife only speaks Norwegian-but sometimes says things in English, and I only speak English. Then we had Andrew with English and Swedish and their friend Elizabeth who was from Finland but speaks Swedish and English. We were all having to concentrate pretty hard to understand each other and many stories had to be told a second time in another language. They were the most fun company. They were silly and joked a lot and made us feel very comfortable. We had such a good time there. The food was also delicious and traditional. We had cracker bread, deer with gravy, mashed potatoes, lingonberry jam, and peas. For dessert we had ice cream and raspberries with vanilla sauce.
After dinner, the couple drove us around Sigtuna. This is the oldest town in Sweden and was founded in 980. There were many ruins there from the 10th and 11th centuries (doesn't it sound weird to even read that?) We stopped by a cafe from the 1500s (either that or 1650) that still operates today.
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| I believe this is from the 1100s |
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| The old prison. Lars (in the picture) told us that they would leave a key there so that drunk men could go in a sleep there instead of having to go home and face their wives. |
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| Swedes haven't always been so tall |
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| Outside of the cafe |
The Nillsons took us back to Marsta station. When we got back to Stockholm, we walked around Gamla Stan some more before turning in.
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| The window just above the one Andrew is pointing to was our room. We were back in a corner by ourselves and it was nice and quiet (that or we were too exhausted to notice the noise). |
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| The front of our hotel. Apparently it has quite a bit of history, being an old mansion turned hotel. The bathroom tile is from an island in Greece. |
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| The hallways were teeny tiny! |
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