Skansen

August 10, 2002


Here we are at Skansen. Kinda of a Winston-Salem, but in Swedish. This is shortly after Erin's comment "But farms are dirty!!"

100% tourist. Notice the camera glued to eye. A sleeping baby and best of all, a can of coke in the free hand. Al we salute you!

Here is the Mayan-Celtic-Viking Art that Erin was so fond of.

Moulin Rouge, La Molina Roja, Red Windmill at Skansen.

Here we are at some monument. We couldn't tell if it was a milestone or a tomb stone. Either way we guessed was a milestone in one's life.

Dutch girl in her natural habitat.

There were tons of animals at Skansen (see Erin's site for more pics). This was a wolverine/badger. Don't know which - Al seemed to be the specialist on this. It was frolicking way to quickly.

Neato building on the side of a hill in Skansen. I don't remember much about it other than it was neat.

Erin and I on the same hill at that neato building. In the background is Stockholm.

This picture is for Tricia. The peacock is a symbol of royalty you know.

We walked all day and were exhausted. Our poor little feet were blistered.



So exhausted in fact that we got on the wrong bus going home. Something about number 47 and number 75 bus looking alike. Notice there is NO ONE on this bus.