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Stockholm, a tale of food and peril

Crawfish salad

So after more than two years of absence, I returned to Stockholm last weekend to visit my sister, her husband and two unruly but fantastic little Swedish kids. Contrary to my usual ways of taking at least 5000 photos, bugging everyone and their grandma to death, I actually took but a moderate amount of pictures, saving myself from being slaughtered by an angry mob of Swedes and half-Swedes.

As always, my days were dominated by my quest for food and drink, which is nicely reflected in some of the pictures I did take. I also met up with an Austrian friend, whose cousin introduced us to traditional Swedish saturday-night entertainment highlights such as one-room appartment skinhead parties somewhere in the outskirts of Stockholm, complete with pint-glasses of Captain Morgan’s and face-tattoos. One thing I learned that evening is that nights out tend to be so much better when suddenly your only hope is getting out alive. I need to find myself some perilous places in Vienna for jolly good evening entertainment.

Anyway, I did survive the party as I did drinking (another Swedish specialty) at Kvarnen, a pub/club in the heart of Stockholm’s Södermalm. Which reminds me: if you go and smoke a cigarette outside that place, make sure to not sway in any way, because security guys might think you’re too drunk and bar you from going back in. Which in no way happened to me, of course. Oh, and if it happens to you, simply walk away and go back in. Which I heard might work.

And finally, just to prove that I did not spend my days and nights on food and booze only, here’s something for my fellow Stieg Larsson fans. There are tours organized by the city museum called, aptly, Millennium-tours, where you’ll see many of the places featured in Larsson’s Millennium Trilogy. They are Sundays only, but you can buy a map of the tour, complete with explanations of the spots’ relevance in the books. Which is what we did, and, yes, I did take a few pictures. I felt like a fanboy, which, I’m unfortunately obliged to say, I guess I am.

Well, that was my rather concise but nonetheless extremely witty, entertaining and as always dramatic recount of my three day weekend in probably the cleanest city of Europe, if not the world. Enjoy the pictures.

Bratislava, beauty on the danube (official nickname)

Nový Most by night

So we went on a weekend trip to Bratislava for my sweetheart’s birthday. As always, I couldn’t refrain from thoroughly documenting our endeavours. I will post a few updates in the coming week about the trip, until then, have a look at the Bratislava set I uploaded to Flickr (including real names and tags, woohoo!).

And so that was Sweden

Back in Austria, back at work, but here are the graphic reminders of what a great time we had in Sweden. Enjoy by clicking on the picture below:

I’ll be updating on here with a few stories from moose and salmon country, so be sure to come back often. And leave comments. I’m not desperate, I’m just saying.

Sweden, more than half-time

I’m sitting here in Sweden at my sister’s notebook, trying to not keep pressing the wrong buttons on an utterly confusing keyboard. (Well, not that confusing really, but switch the “y” and “z” keys, add a sprinkling of shift and non-shift mixery, and you’ve got me.)

After almost a week of wedding preparations, the wedding itself, then another two days of partying and finally a few days alone with the girlfriend perusing the countryside, we only have a mere three days left. My camera, the trustworthy old war-horse, broke sometime during the first week, but fortunately, with the magic skills of myself and even more magic skills of a friend, it decided to come to life again. Meaning you won’t be able to escape a barrage of photos coming to you sometime next week. Coupled of course with the most intriguing of tales.

Have a good weekend, and don’t forget to check back at medienschelte.at, cause its vacation will be over on Tuesday as well!

Almost summer

That’s the advantage of having to walk from one godforsaken village to the other, you’ve got plenty of photo ops. Too bad all I had was my cameraphone.




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