Arken Hotel & Art Garden Spa
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
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... Sweden is their pay phones - but we found a phone to borrow. He took us to a sea kayaking location along the Archipelago. It was an experience and a half! It was probably 50 degrees with at least 15 mph winds and a sizable current pulling us everywhere we didn't want to go. The water was filled with white caps. It was a battle, an adventurously epic battle. It was cold, wet, rough, and totally disconnected from the city. We rocked ...
... train station an hour early so that we could take advantage of the first class lounge. They had a nice coffee machine, apples and some chocolate out on the tables. Johnny took full advantage of the coffee machine and had three different drinks. I tried the hot chocolate but it was not that good. On the train we had a bit of trouble finding the correct section to sit in. Once we did though we had the section to ourselves for pretty much the whole ...
... when we got to Erik's summerplace we went for it! Together with Erik and Stefan - two Swedish ******* - we made up a marvellous meaty borsh, pelmeni (Russian meat dumplings, just like meatballs in the dough) and even the rabarber cake. After it all was eaten we could do nothing more but fall asleep. So Russian !
MEATBALLS & ALMONDI
The next day of Erik's summerhouse was a Swedish day, full of meatballs, fresh dillish potatoes under the special sauce ...
... 8211; if they were so shallow as to be a hazard they are marked as such. Now we weren’t even that close to this particular rock so it may not be the guilty party but we certainly hit a rock, hard. With 20/20- hindsight perhaps we should have been going slower but as we had 6 metres under the keel, there was no real reason to do so. Anyway, it’s a sound I never want to hear again, the horrible crunch of a beloved boat coming to grief against unyielding granite. ...
... took me a while to find but it was well worth it. After that I wandered around the little town and stumbled upon a nice restaurant. I was pretty hungry so I ordered a coffee and a scone-looking pastry with cream and apricot jam. It was so nice!
As I was travelling myself a friendly Swedish old man struck up a conversation with me in his half-broken English and Swedish. ...