A very Sydney Christmas

Ah yes. The most exciting city in Australia, if not the world. This was supposed to be a post full of pictures to make you jealous that you are not here with us, but someone who is a dumbass (that would be me) brought the wrong adapter to transfer photos from the camera to the iPad, so they will have to wait until we get back. Never mind. The professional writer will do her best to stun you with her words. ::cough::

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Oslo

Well, we’re on our last night here, and I’m just getting around to posting about our first. I suck.

Oslo is lovely. It’s beautiful and easy to get around, and makes good use of its bounteous coastline and many hills. The architecture, whether civic, commercial or domestic, is pretty much all atrractive, with many stunning buildings, most of which I haven’t photographed, because other people will have done a better job of it.
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Turku

The Lonely planet website describes Turku thus

This one-time capital of Finland has a very historic feel, being the country’s oldest city. While hardly any mediaeval buildings remain, a visit to the doughty castle and superb archaeological museum will stimulate your imagination into populating the riverbanks with bustling crowds of merchants receiving and dispatching Baltic cargoes

While its guide book called it ‘intriguing’. We thus had high hopes for the place, which were sadly dashed because very little remains of Turku’s visual heritage thanks to multiple fires and so on.

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Stockholm syndrome

You may or may not have noticed that I went quiet after we arrived in Stockholm. To be honest, I’m horribly guilty about the fact I went to the most beautiful city I’ve ever been in – and that includes Paris and San Francisco – and all I really wanted to do was hide in the hotel. The problem was that Stockholm is so fucking overwhelming. It’s big, gorgeous, self-assured – fantastically expensive – and was just too much to consume even in little bites. Also, it rivals Rome for the volume of tourists and the annoyance and traffic caused thereby. It’s exhausting struggling through rude,yelling teenagers, and clueless Italians, and everywhere I might have liked to have gone was chockablock with groups.

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