My short list of what to do in Sweden

So here I sit, planning my trip to Sweden and realizing that I have only a very short list of things I want to do there (besides hang with The Swede).

First of all, I want to see the salvaged 17th century ship housed in the Vasa museum. I assume it’s called the Vasa museum because she was (rather improperly) designed for one of the Gustav Vasas who ruled early Sweden.

The ship sank on her maiden voyage and never made it out of the docks.

Then there is the archipelago of Stockholm, made up of 24,000 islands and islets 40 miles east of Stockholm. It is known for it’s beautiful scenery, fishing, and wildlife.

Boat tours are available and I’d like to take a little 3-hour day trip around some of the closer islands.

I’m also interested in the ABBA Museum. Because ABBA.

It’s kitschy. It’s amusing. It’s funny. It’s ABBA.

I’ve got to go visit and spend a little money, money, money having fun there.

Finally, I really want to experience an authentic Swedish smörgåsbord.

Supposedly the best one out there is the smörgåsbord at the Grand Hôtel in Stockholm.

I want to treat The Swede and his daughter to the buffet spread there to thank them for hosting me.

And that’s it folks.

Sure there are secondary items on my list like seeing the Royal Castle and the changing of the Guard, going fishing or on a mini safari, and shopping for trinkets in Gamla Stan (Old Town).

And then there’s the impossible – visiting ICE HOTEL SWEDEN way up in the arctic circle.

Because I am nothing if not adventurous.

We won’t get to those things but at least I have a few things on my list we can do.

Besides you-know-what. . .

Mind Blown!

I am considering a trip to Stockholm over the holiday break.

To visit The Swede, no doubt.

But also to see the Vasa and ABBA museums.

Go shopping in Old Town.

Visit the historic Kunglinga Gardens.

And of course, take in a hockey game.

Or five.

I really want to see The Swede in his own country.

As much as I like squiring him about town in California, you don’t REALLY get to know a person until you see how they live and what they enjoy.

One thing I will avoid?


Fermented herring.

Because nothing says vomit like cold, fermented, smelly fish.

Yes, when I went to Scotland I ate haggis.

It actually wasn’t THAT bad.

But I have a THING for fishy foods.

I simply can’t eat them.

So no surströmming for me.

Lots of The Swede, though.

Consider that I have put my birth control in, then you know I’m serious about visiting.

Plenty of baby making fun with NONE OF THE BABIES.

Now, that’s what I call a vacation!

Of course, there’s one other thing to deal with:


Today for instance, it is 66 degrees Fahrenheit where I am but only 42 degrees Fahrenheit in Stockholm.

That’s COLD, my friends.

And this California girl barely has an umbrella or a jacket, let alone snow-appropriate clothes.


I have no warm jackets.

I have no snow boots.

I am sure there are clothes I need to have that I’m not even aware of.


Special socks?

Puffer jackets?

Seriously, the considerations are MIND-BLOWING!