字幕列表 影片播放 列印英文字幕 NARRATOR: There comes a time when he or she must take stock. You've been to Paris, Milan, London, Tokyo, and you're feeling a little stuck. I didn't just take stock. I took Stockholm. Now I am taking you with me to Stock-home sweet home. This is "Nonstop Stockholm." When a lady arrives in the sexy city of Ingrid Bergman and the Nobel Prize, she fully expects to be blown away by beautiful blonde folk floating down the street, elegantly draped in quadratic equations and perfect tans. Oh, and hanging balls? There are hanging balls everywhere in Stockholm. I hope someone can explain to me the mystery of the hanging balls. I'm serious. Maybe it's got something to do with the Swedish meatballs? Anyhoo, you gotta love a city with 20 hours of daylight in summer, a real live king, and a history of actual Vikings. So close your dragon tattoo book, put down the Absolut and that Ikea shelf you're putting together, don some H&M, lock up your Saab and your Volvo, because Swedes have taken over the world and you just didn't realize it. There are 370 million golden records-- I mean reasons-- telling you to do the one thing-- the only thing-- the most important thing-- you will ever do in Stockholm. What is that, you ask. I bring you ABBA The Museum. For several hours, I curled up inside a magical ABBA womb, nourished by every bit of Agnetha, Bjorn, Benny, and Anni-Frid placenta I could absorb. ABBA interviews, costumes, gold records, equipment, and recreated sets? Check. Interactive games, holograms, and karaoke opportunities and photo ops immersing me further in regenerative ABBA DNA? Check. Did I sit inside the ABBA Arrival helicopter and have a crappy photo taken? Please. I did it all. I would've bought the ABBA clogs if they'd had my size. It was so magical. In fact, I no longer say abracadabra. I say ABBA-cadaba. OK, cloggers, here are my go, go, gos and no, no, nos for Stockholm. Just say no to gypsy cabs. Sweden regulates alcohol, but not taxis. So beware. No, no, no to decaf coffee. Coffee, yay. But decaf, nay. No, no, no to glitzy displays, loud behavior, or flashy cars. The motherland of minimalist design rolls low-key, people, so take it down a notch. Go sleep at the Nobis Hotel, and find yourself smack dab in the hub of all that is happening Stockholm-style. It is totally harbor adjacent and spitting distance from amazing shopping. Go eat at Oaxen restaurant, where traditional Scandinavian food gets a modern and delicious twist in a fab setting right by the water. Go shop at Acne Studios' flagship store, where Stockholm syndrome actually got coined. What exactly is Stockholm syndrome? Alas, Stockholm syndrome is a psychological phenomenon where captives have positive feelings for their captors. I solemnly swear on the braids of Pippi Longstocking that, yes, Stockholm took me captive and we are now engaged. OK, maybe not engaged, but we are in a very serious committed relationship. Save the date. Ceremony and reception at the ABBA Museum, natch. Talk.