Day 3: Stockholm
The day dawned cold and wet and by the evening it was cold and wetter. However we did get some breaks in the rain. This is the eve of the Swedish midsummer  public  holiday  and whereas last week it was 30C, this week it is 9C.
Undaunted we sallied forth in our trusty hop-on-hop-off bus which now séems to give us free transport around the city as no one checks our tickets. To get a different  perspective  of  the  city, we boarded the  equally free boat and tootled our way  around  the harbor. It was great to visit all the tourist spots and plan where we would disembark once we examined them all. The weather dictated museums so we began with the Astrid Lindgren Junibacken. Way too many little children for us but we did get to ride on the aerial train which took us through magical scenes from the famous stories. Even Peter found himself enthralled by the enchanting dioramas-- they broadened his education considerably.
Then we escaped to the austere Nordiska Museet for coffee before working our way down four floors of the social history of Sweden. A grand collection of housing, clothing, jewellery,  customs, celebrations of the 400 years of this culture. We could hear the thunder crashing through the building which added to the Nordic history. We just made it to the bus stop for our return ride before the heavens opened. Such fortunate timing!!! We were very pleased to make it back to our hotel for happy hour and then dinner  at a London pub which we stumbled across on a side street here. The candles were lit making such a cozy ambience in the mid-summer storm. Loved the pan-fried swordfish.
Another fascinating day despite the weather.