Ever had one of those days when every single thing just goes wrong?
Well, today is such day.
It is a series of unfortunate events.
First, the breakfast the hotel packed for us is dry and tasteless
(but still I finish everything)
And then, because of height restrictions, the double-decker bus that takes us to the train station cannot park near our platform, so we have to walk all the way to the opposite end of the station to board our train.
Of course, along the way, someone trips, someone gets stuck in the revolving door, and someone falls face down on his luggage.
When we finally get to Track 6 where we are supposed to board the train, we are told that there is no train service today and that we have to walk all the way to Track 19 to board the bus to Stockholm
We wait forever at Track 19 only to be told that the train is coming after all, and that we have to hurry back to Track 6 or else we’ll miss it.
So we rush back to Track 6… lugging luggages… through crowds… escalators… slopes… bumpy ground…
I guess I can say I now know Oslo Central Station like the back of my hand.
While the others doze off, I amuse myself watching this girl on the other side of the train.
Well, except take stolen shots of interesting hair.
Turns out one of our tour mates fell on the escalator.
And when she finally comes out, our tour bus engine wouldn’t start.
So we get on the bus again, drive to Gamla Stan or Old Town to look for another restaurant.
Stortorget, the oldest square of Stockholm, is picturesque and filled with history.
In 1520, King Christian II used the square as the site for Stockholm Blood Bath
where he beheaded and hanged 90 people
The meatballs made with lamb, beef and pork are so rich and flavorful,
the gravy so thick and the mashed potato so creamy. The sweet tartness of
the lingonberries cuts through the richness and creaminess perfectly.
I finish my plate in no time. Easily the best meal of our trip.
After lunch, we get on the bus and head out to dinner.
Don’t look at me like that. It IS, after all, dinner time.
After dinner, we check in at Elite Palace Hotel, drop off our bags and go out for drinks.
We ask him for a “Swedish drink.” He says he’ll create a special Swedish concoction just for us. Ooohh. This “special cocktail” turns out to be just Absolut vodka + cranberry juice + lemon juice. Ayiah! No need to travel all the way to Sweden, I can make this
special Swedish drink for you in Manila.