Sweden | Part 1

Aug. 30
”Oh my soul is so happy.
We just arrive at the most delightful lakeside cottage near Vastervik, Sweden. Cecilia (our host), met us at the gate with an arm full of sheets and blankets. She and her her husband Gregor live in a rambling, red house covered in vines. Just outside our cottage is and old wooden barn (where the outhouse is located), an outdoor shower and two apple trees. The peacefulness is overwhelming - .”

“Sigtuna is the oldest town in Sweden - established in 980 AD by vikings. We admired quaint houses painted in pinks and yellows and greens. We found rune stones on every street corner and old church ruins standing magnificently even after many centuries. Most of the ruins date back to the 11th century. NBD. What a crazy thought - that this town has been in operation for over a thousand years and uses the same streets vikings once walked on.”

“In Vastervik it was bitter cold and pouring down rain. I wanted to go swimming, but Charlie convinced me to go hiking instead. We might as well have been swimming - we were soaked through before too long. I was too happy to notice and Charlie was too busy looking for rune stones. He never did find any. But he did find a few unimpressive piles of stone which I’m sure were ancient monuments. Charlie’s trail map wasn’t very clear. And we didn’t know what “fornlämning” meant at the time.
By the time we reached our car, we were chilled to the bone. We rushed home and showered in the ice cold, outdoor shower before curling up inside with hot chocolate and soup.”

Sep. 1
”After visiting the castle in Kalmar, we drove over to Borgholm and parked near a beach. Together, we jumped into ridiculously cold seawater, thrashed about to prevent hypothermia, and scrambled back onto the dock to dry off. I had a couple of flashbacks to swimming at Onset Island….
Next, we combed the beach for anything of interest. Crabs - none. Shells - none. Moon jellyfish - 1. Seaweed - plenty.
Charlie found a plastic cup halfway buried in the sand and used it to scoop up the jellyfish. We gently stroked the top of it’s soft, jelly body and watched it swim about. I don’t know why, but that moment is one of my favorites from the entire trip. I guess I’m grateful to have a husband who loves the small moments as much as I do.”

The boat on the far right was our home for three nights.

The boat on the far right was our home for three nights.

Sigtuna, Sweden. EST. 980 AD

Sigtuna, Sweden. EST. 980 AD

A quaint alleyway in Sigtuna

A quaint alleyway in Sigtuna

homemade Swedish crepes for brekky? mmmm yes please.

homemade Swedish crepes for brekky? mmmm yes please.

hiking in the pouring rain

hiking in the pouring rain

A giant snail I almost stepped on. They were EVERYWHERE.

A giant snail I almost stepped on. They were EVERYWHERE.

A hen house that was converted into an Airbnb. Tiny and sweet and comfortable.

A hen house that was converted into an Airbnb. Tiny and sweet and comfortable.

Me. In front of Astrid Lindgren’s childhood home in Vimmerby.

Me. In front of Astrid Lindgren’s childhood home in Vimmerby.

we didn’t get very many photos together - but this one is a favorite of mine.

we didn’t get very many photos together - but this one is a favorite of mine.