I recently found out about FjÃ¤llnÃ¤s, which calls itself “Sweden’s oldest mountain resort,” and I’m already trying to think of how I can get myself there as soon as possible. (Never mind that I’m leaving on an entirely different trip tomorrow.)
One look at their interiors and I was smitten.
It’s fresh, sleek, cozy, and just so . . . Â Swedish. At least what I think of as Swedish.
I think my obsession with Scandinavia is officially out of control. I actually find myself daydreaming about what it would be like to live there. Seeing as that is not likely to happen anytime soon, I think at least a visit is in order.