The Cure For Everything Is Salt …
… tears, sweat, and the sea. (Dinesen)
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First stop of the cruise. The shuttle dropped us at the Opera House, and we headed for Gamla Stan, the oldest part of the city, and a most charming place. Most of the shops were still closed, but we amused ourselves by wandering through the side streets and snapping pictures. Honey P. found a wonderful Dale of Norway crewneck sweater (picture a Christmas print, but with viking-type clasps instead of buttons. We had pastries midday in the town square, and then we headed into working downtown and made our way to the Absolut Ice Bar, where Buck and Jeff had a drink while we watched our gear. The idea of going in seemed really cool until we got there, at which point we’d cooled to the idea. Cooled. Get it? I slay me.
We weren’t due back to the ship until 4:00 p.m., but by lunchtime we were ready to return to the Eurodam—lamb burgers on the Lido!
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