That's Stockholm Arlanda Airport for the uninitiated. We arrived about 8:30pm local time, one hour ahead of our London body clocks. Spent the morning and early afternoon in London checking out Battersea Park, a 170-year-old, 200-acre green space an easy walk from our Airbnb flat. Took a few photos, but not nearly as many as previous days. Admired the tropical garden, some of the first attempted in the UK, apparently, and the Peace Pagoda erected in 1985. Seems we could use some of its global goodwill 33 years later.
After an uneventful 2:20-minute flight to Sweden, we were greeted at the train station by the Baileys like a scene from a movie -- Kira marching with Swedish flags, the kids dropping their carry-ons and running toward one another calling each others' names on the platform. Hugs, brief tears, and this selfie by Carey.
It's 11:37pm now as I type and the sky is a deep blue. I'm told it won't ever turn black like at our home latitude. Pictures tomorrow.
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