It's an amazing thing when you finally sleep all the way through the night without hallucinating or coughing or having your sinuses explode. I felt so much better this morning that I didn't even mind that production had forgotten that I needed a ride to the rental house today. Hey, no problem, right? That's what maps are for, right? I mapquested the location and found out that Stockholm really isn't that big a city, at least not distance-wise. All told, I enjoyed a seven mile walk that covered the majority of Stockholm. It's true what they say, you can only really enjoy the city by foot. My feet, at this point, are fucking beaten. The photos are just a sample of stuff I saw while wandering the city. It was interesting, lots of cool architecture mixed with god-awful office blocks. My favorite is the immaculate Swedish subway car. It looks brand new!Finally had a nice meal but it was in the funniest place: fake English pub. It was sort of on the level of the many bullshit English pubs in Santa Monica and Venice. You know, kitschy wall art that's looks like it was boosted off a movie set, a smattering of real English beers, and plenty of low-brow ex-pats. What's consistently missing in these places is the cheery familiarity of a real pub and they never get the food right. A real English pub is a thing of sublime beauty and defines, and in turn is defined by, the neighborhood you find it in. The Swedish version was pretty goofy and the food was all wrong but I was tired and hungry and for some reason spaghetti and meatballs seemed like a good idea. It was.
In conclusion, let me just say that I can't wait for this goofy movie to start because this blog is going to be a series of food reviews, mostly bad.
2 comments:
good thing you're in shape! glad you're feeling better!
Why did you go out there again??? Oh yeah, the once in a lifetime opportunity to live and work in semi-socialist europe.
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