Well, we didn't exactly strut in with the swagger of Will Ferrell in Blades of Glory (to whom we dedicated the title of this post). The second plane was even more cramped and I looked like a train wreck. Luckily Rachel caught some rest because the plane was designed for small and lovely petite people like herself. In total, I probably got 45 minutes of sleep all night.
After getting our luggage, we hopped on the Arlanda Express, a clean and quick train that takes you to Stockholm's Centralstationen.
Once we got to Centralstationen, we tried to find the subway train to get to the Hotel Scadic Alvik, which is in Bromma, just slightly west of the city. We were too road-weary to understand the transit worker who, despite speaking good English, was having trouble explaining to us the proper way to go.
So we got a cab and arrived at the hotel. Rachel's sister, Sarah, was waiting for us. We went up to our room, which, true to form (and I'm afraid American stereotypes), looks like part of an IKEA catalog. Very well designed furniture that utilizes a small amount of space. It's wonderful hotel (Hilton owned) with very friendly employees.
Elated to read Kepner's gamer today that the Yankees got beat up pretty good in game one against the Cleveland Indians. Pulling for Dice-K to have a big one tonight (or early tomorrow morning for me!).
-CGL
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