Next day, I took a shower and left to explore the city. I didn’t know where to go. My only plan was to look in every traffic diversion to every direction. If there was an impressive building, I headed to that direction. But, on my way to the building, I applied the same look around in every traffic diversion to make sure I get to see every interesting building. Several hours later, I found myself on the island of “Gamla stan” (Eng: Old city). This is the area where the royal palace and several other beautiful sightseeings are located. I found there a courtyard with cannons and soldiers until I realized that it was the palace courtyard of the Swedish royal family. There was an entrance where tourist looking people went in. I followed them and found out that you can enter the building and get in touch with the history of this building with its inhabitants. Wedding dresses, thrones, crowns, bedrooms, dining rooms, weapons, carriages and long hallways with painting on the walls were trying to tell you the stories of this place.
My stomach started to hurt. It needed some food. Down the road were some cafés, pubs, and restaurants. My choice fell for a place called “Cosy cafe” where I ordered a salmon sandwich and a cup of tea. While waiting for my food, I was reading “The game.” Time passed and then it was already 7 PM. I should meet Per around 8 PM. I got something to eat at a Pizzeria on the way and met him in a pub. The music was too loud and the atmosphere too empty, so we finished our beer and went to addresses further into a sports bar. They were showing an ice hockey game. Two teams from Stockholm were playing, and it was fun to witness the spirit of the supporters drinking their beer and screaming. Just as it is during a football world cup. Around the corner was another pub, where they served a wide variety of different beers from all around the world. We took a spot at the bar and ordered special Swedish beers some with snacks. Per spoke about his Bed and breakfast outside the city. He started building it several years ago with the help of family, friends, and Workaways*. Nevertheless, these people worked for him, he still had a great time with them. Per took out his smartphone and showed me pictures. It’s a two-floor building beside the lake. People all over the world have slept there and had a nice time with him and the other travelers.
We left early because Per needed to work the next day. He showed me an interesting restaurant where they served special dishes and a small haunted park, where he saw once with two Couchsurfers ghosts.
*Workaway is a website where travelers can work for locals in exchange for accommodations and food. Same goes for locals looking for workers.