Malin, X and myself went to Kungsträdgården on the Swedish national day. Here be pics from that!

Go Sweden. Go, go, go, you crazy country you.

Sergels Torg, the heart of Stockholm city. Where tourists gather, where Sara Svensson gets guns, where addicts collate.

Kulturhuset, just above Sergels Torg.

Walking towards Kungsträdgården.

There was a Starbucks stand at Kungsträdgården, but nobody was in it. Hence, the myth re. Starbucks invading Sweden for real is still unreal.

The beer-tent was more populated than any coffee place.

Yes, "Pripps Blå", the Swedish version of what the Yanks call "Pabst Blue Ribbon".

More people in Kungsträdgården.

"BAAN THAI FOOD". I like it, you bastards!

British handmade passion.

Dalahorse magic.

The, um, pretzel place.

Pink horse found on the subway. Far inside.

At home, X and I made pizza.

Yummy in the tummy!