The worst thing about being a tourist is having other tourists recognise you as a tourist.
My father came to visit me and "Bam!" now I have tonnes of Stockholm pictures. Finally, I did it.
The City Hall - Stadshuset:
The Old Town + little bit of Södermalm and Kungsholmen:
The Baltic sea and somewhere out there is Estonia:
I have no idea what I am talking about:
Strandvägen:
Kungliga Slottet - The Royal Castle.
The Royal family does not live here, but tourists do not care:
Endless escalator:
Pool ükskõik:
My love, Gröna Lund waits me silently. We will meet each other on my birthday:
The Kastellet:
The sea is blue, the seaweed has not taken over:
Basically this indicates the beginning of summer:
Skansen:
When a tree branch fascinates you, then it is Ok:
Lidingö, my home:
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