If I were a tourist in Stockholm, let’s say for four days, I would probably spend those days walking around the city, drinking coffee, sitting by the water and enjoying the beauty. All very respectable activities for a European weekend. However, a trip out to the archipelago is not to be missed. The Stockholm archipelago is the largest in Sweden, and second largest in the Baltic Sea made up of 30 000 something islands, skerries and rocks.
It might seem like a bit of a hassle, waking up early, catching the boat, not really sure where to go and maybe even finding a place for the night if you don’t plan on coming back in the evening. But trust me, you won’t regret it. Sweden might be a bit secluded from the rest of Europe, and depending where you are from, you might not have heard an awful lot about it. I know what you have heard though. You know that Ikea is Swedish, you’re welcome world. Abba, of course, is Swedish. Let’s see what else might you associate with my home land… Of course! Green meadows and little red wooden cottages by the water. Correct!
And this, my friends, you will find in the archipelago. It so beautiful and peaceful and the perfect place to forget about the stress you have going on. It’s a 30 000 island spa for the senses.
My mother started renting a tiny little house about 3 hours from Stockholm on an island called Yxlan. It started out with just us two, and with my being only six years old, it fitted us perfectly. My aunt and her family rented the much larger house next to us and my childhood summers were partly spent running around the meadow, picking flowers, jumping in the extremely cold water, feeding the cows and watching movies in the evenings with my mom (while enjoying a very select variety of Italian salamis. Hey, it’s in my half Italian genes).
It’s the place where walking for 40 minutes to get to the store was completely normal. It’s where I finished all the Harry Potter books and it’s where the midsummer night is spent with flowers in your hair and all the neighbors singing songs and dancing all night long. For me, Yxlan is nature and family. It's walking around with no makeup on in leggings, a fleece jacket and rain boots.
My mother eventually met someone, a someone with a son my age and a few years later, my favorite person in the world joined in. My little sister Saga. Safe to say we were outgrowing the house, but the memories and love shared there made us hold on to it. Even now, when none of us get out nearly as much as we would like it’s just as special when we actually do. So me, my mom and my sister decided to spend a few days there.
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