Stockholm Pictures

The Changing of the gaurd at the royal palace.
Side view of the Vasa
The A.F. Chapman, the hostel we stayed in for our first four nights in Stockholm.
This is St. Stephans. This church has very special significance, in that every time we started to wander- you know, let our feet take us where they would- we found ourselves here. This church is not at a particular crossroads, nor is it particularly near anything. It simply drew us to it. And apparently no one else. It is quite far North in the city- there is nothing of interest near it, and it itself is austere and undecorated, and thus, is not of interest in and of itself, either. But nonetheless we came to this church no less than 4 times.

As a housekeeping note, I will now be posting every Sunday night- that means that for all you North Americans, if you check in the evening you will be able to read new posts. If I feel particularly motivated, there may also be posts during the week.