Elite Stora Hotellet
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TravelPod Member ReviewsElite Stora Hotellet Orebro
Nice hotel at the right place
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... buying cheese and sausages. Then had lunch with a little white wine.
From lunch we walked along the river to a little village, Wadkoping, which has actually been relocated to preserve the buildings. Buildings are from the 1700’s, and open for looking at your own pace. Doors are small and walls uninsulated. Some interior walls still have the decorations from so long ago. Some houses are furnished others buildings empty.
We walked back to ...
Uneventful travel. Drove to Newcastle, flew via Heathrow to Arlanda, train via Stockholm to Orebro. Met by our great friend David, again. He took us out to Tim and Susie's to collect the Boomer. All in daylight at 10.30 at night - it had been a long day as we were up at 5 a.m. UK time. Next day, mundane tasks to be ...
Left camp and drove into Karlstadt, where we went to the Naturum Varmland. We found a brilliant bird walk, with nesting sea gulls, geese, ducks and several bird hides, so peaceful.
Drove to Orebro and camped in the street outside David and Maria's house, when we had last been in the snow in February. Lovely pizza dinner out with his family visiting from Aus.
Next day, delivered the Boomer to their friends Tim and ...
... and most of the attractions were manned so we could browse through each of the rooms in the warmth, which was also good. Then we walked in to an English pub in town to sample the local Orebro Bitter - well worth the effort. Finally we walked about 5k home with the temperature at about ...
... move to the kitchen, Angelica talking about her study into wind power and how important it will be for future of power production. Eventually we hit that tired wall you get to around here and call it a night.
The night is cold enough to put ice on the windscreen. Using whatever we can find – I think it ends up being a fold being of cardboard and my blue fingerless gloves – we spend a good fifteen minutes scraping a hole to see through, hoping the rest will fall away as we ...