Day 971, Clogs: My friend/host Christine and I hit up the university’s museum before lunch. Nobody said “Oh! Sweden’s great! You can see a 3000 year old Egyptian mummy just hanging out on campus!” But they should have. Because that was quite a surprise. Then after lunch I took a train and two buses to get to the wee village of Lövstabruk. What’s the deal with Lövstabruk? Basically I’d had 48 hours to myself in the itinerary and couldn’t decide whether I’d rather explore more of Stockholm on my own or go see something totally new. So I used AirBNB.com to find a room in what was basically the middle of nowhere: a national historic place that used to be an ironworks factory (1600s-1700s) & its planned community. I stayed in the general store (built in 1809), with a nice view of the mansion the ironworks’ owner had (built in 1720). It’s a beautiful, quiet part of the world, which is why I chose it to relax & read & write in. Next time I go there, I will try to book this former church for like a week, because AWESOME WHAT.
Day 969, Clogs: The highlight of the day was a trip to Skansen, the open air museum, for their Walpurgis Night activities. This night signals the start of spring and has a lot of old pagan & practical aspects to it. I started the night with a ride in the park’s funicular. You may know that some of my friends have a strange fascination with funicular railways, and this excitement is contagious. (See also: the one in Freiburg. I can think of at least two others I have not posted about in this space, that I’ve been on in the past year.) Many of the museum-park’s main attractions were closed in the evening, unfortunately, so we walked around, talked to ungulates, and waited for the bonfire to get lit.
Day 939, Clogs: You can see by Adrian’s attire that, yes, it was cold. The top photo is on the dunes in Domburg. Later in the afternoon we biked from Domburg to Middelburg and stopped to rest at the Kapel van Sint Maarten, which was small and closed.
Day 934, Clogs: On an extended lunch break, I rode the trams around town and then met up with my friend Chris for lunch. He pointed me to the Karlskirche, a Baroque church.
Day 932, Clogs: Another day of tourism! James and I went to the Belvedere and saw Klimt’s The Kiss, among other Klimt and many Schiele pieces, but the staff there had a strict no-photography policy. I went on to visit Mumok, then a bunch of us had dinner together. On the way back from dinner, I saw the Rathaus all lit up. Delightful.
Day 911, Clogs: The cathedral, or Dom, in Aachen is arguably the only thing in town you need to see. We took the once-daily guided tour that’s in English and it was well worth it. Fantastic presentation by a knowledgeable guide really makes a huge difference over the others I’ve been to over the past few years!
Day 800, Clogs: During my brief time back in Nijmegen, Heather visited me. We took a quick trip to Den Bosch (previously) for some exploring.
Day 794, Clogs: Sam & I felt the need to get a dose of history, and it was Election Day back home, so we went to visit Versailles. We later watched election returns at Paris bars until the late hours of the night, with a college friend of mine and many delightful strangers. I was interviewed by French TV and radio stations!
Day 792, Clogs: This may be one of the worst photos of the Grote Markt in Brussels ever taken. Certainly worse than this one. They get better for the rest of the trip… mostly.
Day 745, Clogs: Downtown for a second night of dinner out in a row, I took a picture of the church that I like even better than yesterday’s.