The Stockholm city life to the Swedish countryside is just a train ride away and to me, that’s perfect. I wrote before I left the states that I was afraid that I’d fall madly in love with a city early on my trip and not want to go anywhere else. It happened. I sit here trying to visualize the rest of Europe to motivate me to go and in time I will carry on, but for now I presume I’ll stay. I suppose I can see the bonfire going down the canal in Copenhagen for sankthansaften another year because I’m sure this will not be my last time in Scandinavia.
Midsummer in Sweden was my main goal for this trip and it was probably some of the best days of my life. It was nice to disappear into the countryside and just be surrounded by trees, music and food to celebrate the longest day of the year. I had schnapps chased with pickled herring, tradition for the occasion. I think chasing alcohol with the vitamin D, omega-3 fish is a great idea while drinking.
The weekend was filled with food, so much food! It made me feel like I was back home at one of my family gatherings with the overabundance of food and eating till you couldn’t possibly eat more. My favorite dish was the fresh, homemade rhubarb pie made from rhubarb picked from their garden.
The actual midsummer day was dark, wet and rainy, but the rest of the weekend was full of sunshine and blue skies that I jumped into the Baltic Sea. Well, that was ice cold. And the boys disappeared off to the ice cream truck and came back with a box full of ice cream. Sweden is fine by me.