Gustaf Slept Here

We are in lovely Stockholm.  This involved 13 miserable hours on a ferry from Turku, though the misery was mitigated by glorious views of first the Finnish, and then the Swedish, archipelago.  By the end I didn’t care about the archipelago, I just wanted to get off the damn boat.

Stockholm’s series of islands is a beautiful setting for a city, though there are some disturbing elements, for instance a fountain that seems to be dedicated to the Creature from the Black Lagoon.