Interesting day

What an interesting day. We are going to the capital.
On the way to the railway station it was unusually foggy, you could see like a hundred meters. 
Extras: On the train, I saw a fun reflection. 
In the capital, we walked past Sergels torg, a famous "square" of our country. There you can buy most of the illegal products. And there is always something going on.
You can always see someone preaching.
A woman sat and played the trumpet. 
We had time to visit the Army museum, my husband's wish.
But now we sit in our hotel room and drink tea. 
And I am struggling with publishing this post.
And just as you all know, it can be a nightmare:-(