I have so much more to write, and so many more photos to post, but not tonight. Tomorrow. When we get back to Chicago. While we do all the laundry. After we go for groceries. Frankly, I'm tired. We're staying out at the Radisson Sky City at Arlanda; it's a well-located hotel for the morning flight (in the airport itself), and it has air conditioning. Oh, laugh if you will - and we know that Chicago is having some heat now (and that New Orleans will be dreadfully hot and sticky next weekend) - but it's been warm here, and the first few nights we slept miserably without any AC to comfort us.
So, let's end, unsurprisingly, with some more food shots. Dinner tonight was at Restaurang Prinsen, a posh sort of tourist place. We sat inside rather than with the few smokers outside, and enjoyed a leisurely dinner with a bottle of an Alsatian white. No, sorry, no Swedish wines to bring home. Conrad's herring plate was an immense appetizer, leaving him unable to finish the Wallenbergare of fish he'd also ordered. Similarly, I helped him with the herring and enjoyed my Toast Pelle Jansson (fillet of beef in thin slices with whitebait roe). I couldn't finish my plaice, alas. I don't know why we decided we could fit in dessert at Mandus after that!
Conrad has crawled into bed, and I must head there as well. Much more to come, I promise (or is that threaten?). I haven't even covered Dalarna or the Järvzoo yet! And I am sure I've missed photos and tales of the food and of Conrad's very hospitable cousins. So, good night all from Stockholm-Arlanda, we'll see some of you soon! And I leave you with a photo of what accompanied our pickled herring feast one night at Kersti and Ivar's: Skål!
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