Archipelago and ABBA

We woke up and headed down to breakfast in the hotel which was like nothing either of us have ever seen or eaten. There was everything you could possibly want so obviously I tried to eat it all. I can’t get over how much nicer everything is here. The food, the hotel, the chairs, the people, the bathroom tiles. I have made it my mission to move here. We’d booked onto an archipelago tour at 10:30 so headed to the harbour where it started to snow for about 3 minutes which was pretty. The tour was nice. Nothing special but lovely to be on the water. We all know I love a boat trip! It went right out to the archipelago so we got to see lots of little island and typical Swedish summer houses. I was still kicking myself for oversleeping on our ferry ride 4 years ago as we could have seen all of this from the deck of a huge cruise ship. Never mind. Getting hammered in a Swedish/Finnish cruise disco was worth it. After we finished the boat trip we headed to Djurgården and went straight to the ABBA museum which didn’t disappoint for the second time. I felt totally validated when Phil said he had tears in his eyes in the ABBA montage at the beginning. I managed to swerve from the interactive/mortally embarrassing parts and we left singing ABBA songs like some weird Tourette’s. We then headed to Mikkeller because when in Rome......They had loads of really nice beers on so we had a couple then headed back to the hotel for a chill before walking to Södermalm and Pelikan. I felt a bit weird going back somewhere I’d already been to but I knew it was good so thought why not. We went totally Swedish by ordering meatballs and salmon which were so tasty. Phil had been commenting that he was finding Stockholm a bit too clean and tidy so was pleased when he saw some vomit (predictably) outside a British barLæs mere