|On Swedish soil in a few….|
IT WAS good to see that girl/mermaid perched on the rock. I saw the Danish icon as a sign that not all stories can have a happy ending, be it on a book or real life. However, my trip to her city ended on a happy note. Bad memories of the visit’s opening sequence -a not-so-welcoming-welcome from one of the “happiest people on earth” at the airport, diminished to a grain of salt. Thrown into the Oresund won’t make it any saltier.
|Lesson from the Little Mermaid: not all stories have happy endings. Sob.|
Travel mate Des A. will be the designated tour guide again and take me around the second nation of our Scandinavian tour — Sweden. It will be another “as far as your feet can take you” sight-seeing. Of course, she knew what I preferred even before I asked for it.
|Good-bye Copenhagen. It was great to see you. Exiting now….|
I like Copenhagen. Will I be back soon? Honestly, no urge.
|Sad? Denmark skies weeping upon our departure. A parting gift before we bid the place farewell.|
Stockholm in Sweden, the next destination, didn’t want to be outdone. It welcomed us with a much better sight-an airport hand that gave proof to a lingering question: Are the Swedish the perfect specimen on the planet?
Based on the city’s opening act, it was a positive answer.
|Question answered. The Swedish opening act at Arlanda Airport.|
Actress Brick Ekland, among many other local Swedish celebrities, greeted everyone along the in the Arlanda airport arrival area, at least via the artworks of the museum-like hallway. The series was a nice conversation piece that elicits comments like, “I didn’t know he was Swedish,” or shrieks like, “Oh my God, Abba!” Then you hear Dancing Queen tune sang from somewhere.
|The welcoming committee. Swedish personalities greet arriving guests at the Arlanda airport.|
Stockholm airport is a nice space-white and sleek with pops of colors, very modern, with a very busy, well-equipped library or bookstore vibe with all the tourism materials neatly and strategically displayed across the hall.
Hello Stockholm! What do you have for me?
The information desks resemble that of a hotel concierge’s and manned by locals who are as efficient, knowledgeable and helpful in the service they extend. Maybe that Danish man at the airport should work here and learn.
In terms of tourism materials, I can liken the efforts to Bangkok’s. Information about the city is easily within reach. Sweden, though, offers a more modern feature with its interactive computers.
Sleek, modern & well equipped. The information area of the Stockholm airport is like a library of information about the city.
With train tickets on hand (bought via the vending machine), we hopped on the next train to the city center, got off our stop at the Normalm district and took the Radmansgatan exit. A couple of blocks on foot later, we found our home for this adventure-the Hotel Birger Jarl.
|A friendly reminder|
This is where we go. Des A. locating our train stop in the airport map.
|Platform 8-2/3? The waiting area of the Arlanda airport train stop.|
This is our exit. Our hotel is a couple of blocks away from this point.
|Art installation? The revolving door of the Hotel Birger Jarl, our home in Stockholm.|
Hotel Birger Jarl is at Tulegatan 8, City Center – Norrmalm, Stockholm, Sweden. Visit their website at www.birgerjarl.se
For good deals on this hotel, visit the Agoda website athttp://www.agoda.com/hotel-birger-jarl/hotel/stockholm-se.html
Published in the Sun.Star Davao newspaper on May 20, 2015.