Though the eternal dark and cold of Nordic winters would prevent me from ever being able to live there, Summer is the pefect time to visit Sweden. Perfect weather, daylight until 11PM, and beautiful people everywhere (regardless of which gender you prefer), all make for a wonderful vacation. Even my sole complaint is sort of a backhanded compliment: it’s too clean. It had an almost antiseptic, sterile quality to it.
But then I also remember the days of living in San Francisco, where homeless people would evacuate their bowels and/or masturbate in front of you. Do we really need that kind of grit to enjoy ourselves? So maybe I shouldn’t complain about a city being sterile, especially when it has great museums, guys who look like Cary Elwes before the last 25 years happened to him, and gave us ABBA.