

Hej mitt namn är Lisa, och du läser den bästa bloggen i stan!
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Stockholm, where urban meets rural. As you walk through the heart of downtown Stockholm, full of stunning architecture, museums, cafes and shopping, you are also surrounded by the beautiful, crisp, clear waters of the Baltic Sea -water so clean that you can drink from it, swim in it, fish in it and bathe in it from no matter where it flows. Much like everywhere in Europe, no matter where you snap a photograph, the shot always turns out to be award-winning. This city is architecturally blessed with some of the oldest buildings in Europe and some of the most modern structures to date. Sweden known for their creativity -whether it’s in their designs; (IKEA is actually considered cheap rather than trendy for most Swedes) their delicious meals; (believe it or not meatballs are a very popular dish in Sweden!) and even in the laws of society; (’All Man’s Right’ - All non-military property that is not fenced in, or is not a farm or someone’s personal garden is open to anyone for hiking through or camping for one night.) On that note, I get vexed if the mailman walks across my lawn, let alone letting him crash in my backyard!
That just proves the European mentality vs. a North American one.
One thing that Toronto really needs to invest in…an Ice Bar. Actually, the city absolutely needs an Absolut Ice Bar - sorry, had to do it. This bar is the first permanent ice bar in the world, at minus 5 degrees all year ’round, could you say this is the ‘coolest’ bar on the planet…? - Hello, my name is Cheese. Still, it is a pretty amazing concept - where everything is made out of ice; from the seats, to the actual bar, to the walls and with your disposible ice glass your drinks are sure to be chillin’ - just drink one Absolut Vodka Martini and it’s enough to help you defrost! The average person stays no longer than 20 minutes, well, I’m proud to report that the HG team (minus myself, I whimped out) lasted a whopping hour and a half! That’s 45 minutes longer than what Pierce Brosnan lasted when he was in Stockholm’s Ice bar! Go Team! - again, minus myself. Clearly, I did not have enough drinks to keep me from my frost bite.
After all my experiences in Stockholm, I must admit that the image that stuck into my head the most was simply my view from the plane upon landing. Within minutes of descent, the clouds parted, the smog dissipated and the sun beamed down onto the blue of the sea and the green of Sweden’s Archipelago, it took a while for my eyes to adjust to the vibrant colours. Soon, I was going to be a part of this land, this culture. It was so picturesque. I felt as though we were flying right into the heart of a history lesson.
Ah, Europe.