9 hours on the streets and canals of Stockholm

Up early and out of the BOX(my new home ) today because the sisters are on the march to see Stockholm, by bus and by boat. After a shit breakfast we head to central station to catch the big red bus to begin this long day on the tourist trail, stopping on the way at the world famous Vasa museum. This museum holds the only near complete Royal warship ever found , it had been sitting at the bottom of lake for 333 years until they brought it to the surface.  The story goes something like this on the day of it’s launching it sunk not very far from shore,  we just couldn’t believe our eyes as we entered the museum and saw this beautiful old relic this was absolutely unbelievable. Next on the trail was the ABBA museum so we wandered about dreaming of our ILLspent youth back in the 70s. Rachel the ringmaster of this group of unrefined travelers steers us back to a red bus pickup point, while we sheltered out of the biting wind many buses came and went. Eventually we get one that stops for us and another episode begins to take place, the traffic is bad the road works are worse the the poor excuse for a driver stops for a couple of fags and a chat. By the time we arrive for the canal cruise the sisters are using a lot of wharfie words, WADDA being deaf just smiles . The cruise goes according to plan and on returning to land I ask the ringmaster if we would be taking the bus home, more wharfie talk . I soon fall in behind to trudge the streets of Stockholm back to our hotel then over the road for more street food, and instead of going back to the Box WADDA decides to find a cake shop. The cake I manage to buy is called Princess then I return to the hotel to share with the sisters , with no utensils available I slice it up with a piece of cardboard . Everyone was happy and we settled for another early night because who knows what we might get up to tomorrow.........WADDA