Stockholm in January:

There's a reason why traveling is so inexpensive in Sweden during the winter months... it's FREEZING!!! And I'm pretty sure I can think of three people who are going to ask a few more questions before they sign-on for the next adventure...

So we landed in Stockholm at about 11 pm on Friday in a virtual blizzard... I guess you could say we were lucky the plane was allowed to land (perhaps lucky it stayed on the runway). Based on the recommendation of my close friend, Rick, we booked 2 nights on the AF Chalpman... a boat!

Talk about a room with a view...

Lucky for us the heating worked in both the room and the showers (sometimes...) When I said it was cold, I really meant it, on Saturday it was -8 degrees Celsius (17 degrees F). But I'm happy to say the troops rallied, and we got out and saw the city- Stockholm is AWESOME!

Funny thing about those crazy Swedes- as if it wasn't cold enough outside, we found a little place called the Ice Bar. And they weren't misadvertising at all... Literally a sub-zero ice cave. Possibly the most cheezy tourist trap I've ever seen, good times none the less- even the glasses were made of ice!

I have to admit, I was definitely a man on a mission Saturday, no way I was going to leave Sweden without eating some proper Swedish meatballs. And I'm happy to say I found them! And I'm also happy to report that true Swedish meatballs don't hold a candle to mom's, grandma's or TP's!

Lucky for us, the sun came out on Sunday and the temperature, well, stayed really cold. But, I can't even begin to describe how unbelievably awesome Stockholm is! Definitely an awesome weekend... and I'm pretty sure Annie, Monica, and Chris would agree!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

So, my new years celebrations started with good friends, good food, good drink, and the hoofed-leg of an animal (from Spain courtesy of Almu).

The meal preparation duties were delegated- Jorge: "I'll make spanish torteia, hey girls make dessert, Patel- make duck, Jorandro- pour drinks" "Tim, you carve the jarmon!" Okay... I may have missed my calling... When the desk job falls through- I'm becoming a butcher!

Well dinner and drinks ran a bit late, and at 11:50 pm it was starting to look like we were going to celebrate New Years on the tube...

With about a minute to spare we made it off the train and celebrated in the streets with fireworks and about a million other crazy wankers!

Good times! and Happy New Year!