Category: Travel Writing

Sweden

For those who wish to wander a little further afield than France, Belgium, or Italy, there are few more delightful places in which to spend a holiday than Sweden, for not only is this country a paradise for the lover of open-air life and every kind of summer and winter sport,...

Chapters

1. CHAPTER I

For those who wish to wander a little further afield than France, Belgium, or Italy, there are few more delightful places in which to spend a holiday than Sweden, for not only i...

2. CHAPTER II

The two principal ways of reaching Sweden from England are: the first via the Continent and the Sassnitz Trälleborg train ferry route, the second by steamer across the North Sea...

3. CHAPTER III

A more weather-worn and scarred coast than Bohuslän is difficult to find, for the waves have cut so deeply into its shore that it presents the appearance of a huge and abnormall...

4. CHAPTER IV

For those who are not pressed for time I can hardly imagine a more enjoyable trip than that of travelling from Gothenburg to Stockholm by the combination of river, lake, and can...

5. CHAPTER V

Of all the capitals of Europe there are few which are more beautifully situated, or that have grown up by a more natural process, than Stockholm, and yet none that appear at fir...

6. CHAPTER VI

Interspersed here and there among the countless waterways of Stockholm’s Skärgård, and interposing between it and the Baltic, are some twelve to thirteen hundred islands, many s...

7. CHAPTER VII

Scarcely more than fifty miles from the Swedish mainland, with which communication is maintained by comfortably appointed steamers which run daily from Nynäshamn, and boasting a...

8. CHAPTER VIII

I know few parts of Europe where traditions, costumes and customs have remained so little affected by the levelling process of civilisation as Dalecarlia, and here amid surround...

9. CHAPTER IX

Psychologists tell us that man is naturally of a jealous and envious temperament, and that in spite of centuries of civilisation the cave man or woman propensity that is manifes...

10. CHAPTER X

It was a wonderful night in June when I set out by motor launch one evening from Abisko to Pålnoviken, where I was to spend a night in a Lapp hut. And as I approached the small...

11. CHAPTER XI

As we left the Abisko Tourist Hotel, the solitary birch tree which stood as sentinel opposite the main entrance and garden of the hotel swayed and rustled in the wind, and fitfu...

12. CHAPTER XII

Cold, bleak, and uninviting is the outlook as my taxi speeds through the City towards Millwall Docks, where awaits the steamer that is to take me to Sweden, and, wreathed in gre...

13. CHAPTER XIII

Never have more English ski runners visited Switzerland or shown greater excellence in winter sports than during the last two or three years, and all those who like myself have...