Sweet Stockholm - the official version

Officially, I'm a Stockholmer. Thus, I find it quite appropriate that I finally got to visit the city. And, man, did I get to see the official, postcardy version! The first two nights we stayed with Pelle and Cilla in Solna, where I got to see Pernilla Wahlgren (as Swedish as it gets, they say) give a National Day performance. And after that, we stayed in Gamla Stan (definitely as Stockholm as it gets) in Niklas and Emely's apartment, where mom and dad used to live. (It's the house to the left in the picture.)I went to visit dad's colleagues in Rosenbad, where the Prime Minister also has his office. (I didn't get to see him, though. But mom and dad did, when they went to the Government Offices biannual party on Thursday. I spent that evening with Kia and Niklas instead.)When I went to the Foreign Ministry with mom, I met with loads and loads of people. Most of them mom's colleagues, but also the Swedish Crown Princess Victoria, who's been in the diplomatic training program this year. I would probably have been more prone to greeting her back, had she been wearing some eye-catching diamonds or rubies or ametists or something, like on the picture below. But as she wasn't, I was more interested in some women who'd been accessorizing more.