Author: Ella

We moved to the Comfort Hotel at the Arlanda airport. Via metro to Stockholm’s T-Central and then the Arlanda express train to Arlanda airport. The very same train that derailed 10 days ago. Today was the first day back in action. Only an 18 minute ride in smooth comfort. And it stayed on the tracks….

Post by Ella Seen in the metro trains I thought this might be about getting a booster shot, but no…it was for a real estate search engine, kind of like Zillow.

Post by Ella up in the middle of the night, around 3am, daylight was already breaking and there is an orange moon.

Post by Ella Most WC’s (the loo, toilet, washroom, restroom, did I forget any?) we’ve been in across Scandinavia and the Netherlands are all-gender. The signs usually have both the male and female icons on the door. But here is one that carried the theme a little further. You might find simply rows of little…

Today was the National Day of Sweden which celebrates first: Gustav Vasa being elected king (6 June 1523) and second: the adoption of a new constitution (6 June 1809). Crowds gather, speeches are given, royalty makes a presence, the Air Force does a flyover. We decided that instead of avoiding the crowds, we would dive…

First off we took the metro and then a totally packed tram to Nordiska, a museum full of Nordic stuff. Where everyone was going with their big strollers and little kids on a Monday morning, it wasn’t this museum. Next, by bus to the Stockholm Public Library. You might wonder why in the heck…but wait…

Out of 100 Tunnelbana stations (T-bana, metro, subway, trains that go underground) in the greater Stockholm area, about 90 have been artistically accessorized. As an ending to the day on Sunday, we decided to explore a few stops on the T11 blue line. We happened to be near T-Centralen so that’s where we started. Today,…

Post by Ella Laurie Anderson is someone who passed me by. I was never a fan, or not a fan. I was aware of her as a unique artist. Would saying “singularly unique” be redundant? At any rate, I simply didn’t pay much attention.  When we found out the Modern Museum in Stockholm was having…

You are really lucky today. Two days in one post. Saturday, June 3At Millesgården, we shared a virtuous light snack in the museum cafe. A whole avocado cut into large chunks on thick pumpernickel. This was no wimpy Avocado toast. Dinner, we went Danish. Maybe we didn’t get enough in Denmark. Nybroplan Smorrebrod was the…

All over the place… Below, museum hopping. Below that, T-bana hopping

Post by Ella. We posted photos of the sculptures at Millesgårten yesterday (see Grubb’s Sat, June 3, “In the garden of the heroic”) but didn’t post any interiors. This was also the residence of Carl Milles, the sculptor and his wife, Olga, an artist in her own right. The residence was built in 1908 for…

Here is the overview First to Millesgården by metro to metro to bus to feet From the wealthy, elegant, whimsically classical at Millesgården to… Contemporary Art, full of artists ego at Magasin III, by feet and ferry But yes, we get to the Contemporary Art museum. And then, back to the ferry stop where we…

Post by Ella. Stockholm’s latitude is 59.3°N. The sun still sets and we get a few hours of darkness. Below, the early morning view (1:30am) from our balcony.  Sunrise is 3:41am. The body of water you can see is where Traneburgssund (Traneburg’s Sound) meets Mariebergssundet. (Marleberg’s Strait). Stockholm stretches across 14 islands and the banks of…

Today, a light, late lunch at the restaurant in the Fotografiska museum. A bottle of sparkling water for Grubb, white wine for me and a view for both of us. Baked tomatoes with cream cheese, pickled onions, on chard for me. Potatoes with asparagus and caviar for Grubb. Dinner was a mish-mash of stuff from…

A two Museum day. Art museums. In the morning, we stopped in at Espresso House for, well, it’s obvious. Took a bus way the heck out to the Thielska Gallery  Took a ferry across the canal to get to Fotografiska  Walked back to Gamla Stan where we caught the T-Bana to our local stop. Stopped…