Karl X Gustav Statue at Stortorget (Great Square)
Off to Malmö (pronounced as ‘mal-merrr’), the last city in Sweden I was visiting. Malmö was a bit of an interesting pick for me as there wasn't a whole lot to do there but I was still rather interested in having a sticky beak as it was one of those cities that is currently booming. It's gotten a lot of bad press in recent years, but I doubt it amounted to anything.
My last day in Gothenburg; today I am off to see some sights and enjoy some more Swedish fare.
View of Stora Hamnkanalen (Big Harbour Canal)
Time to move on to Gothenburg (in Swedish: Göteborg, which is pronounced yeh-tah-bore-ee!) Some Swedes have no idea what “Gothenburg” is, apparently. Seems a bit odd, considering loads of other cities and countries around the world have names that differ to their respective English names but those people seem to get by (e.g. China, Japan, Florence).
Sunday in Stockholm. I'd read that Sundays can be a bit of a painpoint for tourists in Europe, because things close early (or don't open at all) so that everyone can have a break. It's a good idea, but when I verified this with my German roomie, she agreed that it kind of sucked, because you had to plan ahead of time.
Which is what I definitely did before even boarding my flight to Stockholm. For example, the city hall was closed on Sundays but not Drottningholms slott…
Western side of Gamla Stan, Stockholm
Staying in a hostel can be really unpredictable. There's always the early risers who get up and start making a fuss so they can be out the door by 8am. This time, I was that early riser, but I had gotten up at around 9:30… hardly early.
For breakfast, I had my first kanelbullar (cinnamon scroll) from 7 Eleven, which wasn't my first choice for breakfast! I was in a hurry, but it was actually really good. Heaps better than the ones I've had in Sydney.
Eastern side of Gamla Stan, Stockholm
A 7am arrival into Stockholm's Arlanda airport meant that I had the whole day ahead of me to see some sights and take in the city.
The first thing I noticed was how cold it was (11C). Sydney was the same temperature not so long ago but I am really not one to get used to the cold.