Stockholm is just wonderful.  Beautiful architecture, accessible, culture, nice people.  And it didn't hurt that TT (who did an extraordinary job of organizing this whole odyssey) found us a hotel next to a park with a stream. 

But you can't play at the park all day.  So we drove down to the waterfront, and "put in" (paddlers term for putting the canoe into the water) so we could paddle over to the museum dedicated to the Vasa.

The Vasa is awesome.  Built in the early 1600s, she is huge, ornate, and not even remotely seaworthy.  She only sailed a day.  And several hundred years later was dredged up and installed in the museum. 

This is one of the carvings from the boat - left hand side. 

Elsewhere in Stockholm, we found a very friendly painted horse.

And another park.  This one, however, is the park to end all.  The boys had no interest in it, but inside that fence in the background, there are nearly limitless sand toys, bikes, scooters, digging machines and other fun items available for use to any child that wanders in. 

It was hard to leave Stockholm, but we had places to go.  So we (with protest) packed up the sand toys, threw them into the canoe on top of the car, and headed for another ferry.