bright morning star a-rising

It's my third night in Stockholm (wait, you're in Stockholm?), so I should be acclimated, but I couldn't sleep, despite being in a room with no windows. So I got up and went for a run at 4:30am, which turned into a 2-hour, 10-mile sight-seeing jog, because I had to stop and take pictures every few minutes, because Stockholm.

I was much more serious about the running in Toronto last week (wait, you were in Toronto?), saw more of the city, but documented almost none of it. But really, Toronto's nice, but Stockholm.