Discovering Family Roots
We had the most wonderful day with our relatives on our last day in Sweden. Roland had planned a bunch of activities for us to do as we ventured to Skara, the town where our common relatives had lived, and some are currently still living there!
Wow. It has been a whirlwind last four or so days. Sweden is officially one of the most amazing countries in the world. I have so much to write about from our time there, but it has been a crazy last few days, so I will need to get all caught up through a few different posts
Anyway, on to Stockholm.
Dennis and I spent a day and a half galavanting around Stockholm. It is one of the coolest cities that we have been to on our trip [I hesitate to say that “aloud” though, as we have quickly found out that there is a rivalry between Stockholm and Gothenburg, where my family lives!].
Our final European destination for the summer is…Sweden!
I have to say it is pretty surreal to be here. My parents have told me stories my whole life about the time when they visited Sweden and got to meet all of our distant relatives and how amazing it was.
Dennis and I ventured to a small fishing village in on the eastern coast of Ireland called Howth [pronounced like Ho-Ho-Ho-wth…if that makes sense ]
We sat in the front row of a double decker bus on the way there. It was cool to see a bit of countryside as we rode—my favorite part being the massive fields spotted with little sheep.
Dennis and I ventured to the Guinness Storehouse in Dublin [the originator of all things Guinness].
To those of you who know us, going there is quite an oxymoron.
Dennis and I are not beer people–at all…but we had enough people recommend it to us that we thought we should give it a whirl.