Needless to say, we jumped on the opportunity, excited to see a friend as well as get an insider's tour of Stockholm.
So on Thursday morning we took the train to Stockholm and were met by our lovely friend Siobhan.
She took us back to her family's apartment, but the word "apartment" doesn't really do it justice. As it turns out her father is a foreign service Diplomat, working at the American Embassy in Sweden. (Actually, he has the exact same job title as my Grandfather - except my Grandfather worked in other countries and back in the 1950's-1970's. It's hugely exciting for Jacob and I, given our deep interest and fascination with the State Department and all things related to Embassies.)
One of the perks of the job is that the Embassy provides you with housing. Nice housing. Housing that is good for entertaining lots of important people (and housing the odd traveler or two).
Then we went on a walk around Stockholm. It rained.
Jacob and I love Stockholm. It's easy to get around by walking, public transportation, or biking. There is even a wide two-way bike lane on the side of every major road. There are lots of beautiful buildings, and little districts that we can wander in and explore.
By default of our hosts, Jacob and I were invited to a casual barbeque at the American Ambassador's residence.
Jacob and I rubbed elbows with Diplomats and Embassy staff, wandered around the gorgeous (embassy provided) 1930's era mansion, and had a long conversation with the Ambassador. (He even commended Jacob and I for our travels, and we got to tell him about my Grandparent's Diplomatic work in the Cold War).
Shall I repeat myself? I'm in heaven. In a dream. And so grateful for this totally un-sought-after and once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to glimpse into the life of the Foreign Service. It's been incredible so far.
Jacob and I love Stockholm. It's easy to get around by walking, public transportation, or biking. There is even a wide two-way bike lane on the side of every major road. There are lots of beautiful buildings, and little districts that we can wander in and explore.
By default of our hosts, Jacob and I were invited to a casual barbeque at the American Ambassador's residence.
The Ambassador's residence. |
Shall I repeat myself? I'm in heaven. In a dream. And so grateful for this totally un-sought-after and once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to glimpse into the life of the Foreign Service. It's been incredible so far.
Think of all your hard work senior year dedicating yourself to digging and learning details upon details of your grandparents lives. Made you well equipped to make these connections later on and be able to speak accurately and enthusiastically about your grandfather's position. God's up to something :) Can't wait to see where he leads you two.
ReplyDeleteLove you both,
Irene