I have dreamt of living in Europe since I was 18 years old.
But the Europe I dreamt of wasn't modern and hip and ultra techy like much of Helsinki--it was old.
Like peeling paint, crumbling bricks, cobblestone-streets-so-narrow-you-can't-drive-a-car-down-'em old.
So when we arrived in Sweden, I thought to myself "this is the Europe I always dreamed of."
We were warned that we would find Stockholm breathtakingly beautiful...and old.
And it did not disappoint.