Thursday, July 14, 2016

Super Sommarlov Part 1: Örebro

Despite almost missing our flight (Thanks, Schengen law!) the 10.5 hour long haul flight was piece of cake compared to the last time we flew with Anders.
Every person and piece of luggage accounted for,  we waited for our bus to Örebro.  The luxury liner had WiFi and fully reclining seats!
Waiting at the bus terminal was Linus, Farmor, and Farfar, who arrived 2 weeks before we did. It felt great to be reunited, and back in a city that we all love.
Vacation kick off with jet lagged kids starts with breakfast at 3AM, lots of coffee, and unlimited Barnkanal (Swedish children's public television.) After a nice jog in the park with Linus riding his bike by my side, we all got ready for a day strolling the city.
There are always news public art installations, that are both whimsical and meant for climbing on.  The Örebro Castle was open for tours, but we stuck to the public areas and threatened to lock the boys in the dungeon.
In the afternoon we headed to the Stadsparken, or central park, to visit a children's park on a little island called Stora Holmen. There you can rent pedal cars, check out the petting zoo, or pretend to be a citizen in the child-sized mock city.  Anders' circadian rhythm got the best of him and he conked out on a park bench.
The following day we felt energetic enough to rent canoes and paddle out to Lake Hjälmaren.
We stopped on a sandy shore, close to where a lot of gulls were gathering.  Magnus collected a ton of feathers and Linus waded in the water, while some of us relaxed on the little beach.
On the return trip we saw an otter, water snake, and various water fowl.  Little prince Anders fell asleep to the sounds of wind and water.
That evening Mattias and I were allowed to go on a date.  We had to choose between a fancy restaurant owned by celebrity chef Marcus Samuelsson, or a dinner cruise on the Räkbåt advertising "shrimps in abundance" and live sing along (a Swedish tradition.) The Filipina in me chose all-you-can-eat shrimp, and I convinced Mattias by offering to peel all his shrimp.
Get in my belly! We were seated next to a young, hip couple whose relationship was clearly not at the peel-and-eat-shrimp-together stage. We tried our best to sing along, lyrics provided, to unfamiliar Swedish ballads and drinking songs. Räkbåt was not the classy coption, but it was definitely the more fun option.
The next day we packed up and caught a train south to Småland.







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