STOCKHOLM -- I have the recipe for avoiding the dreaded jet lag. It involves no sleep, a hot shower, lots of walking around on a clean and brisk day, a Pepsi, cinnamon bun, getting lost, a couple of adult beverages and one heck of a dinner at a favorite Stockholm spot.
Take notes or bookmark this page because you're going to want to do this if you get the chance to travel from North America to Sweden's beautiful capital city.
The plane from Newark, New Jersey touched down shortly before 1 p.m. local time, which with the six-hour time change, was the equivalent of 7 a.m.
By 2:30 p.m., I was at the Sheraton Stockholm Hotel, which is located on Tegelbacken, the heart of Stockholm, a quick walk from Gamla Stan (old town), the Royal Palace, Nobel Museum, Central Station and, as NHL.com colleague Amalie Benjamin and I would find out, the Gallerian (shopping mall) too.
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Re-energized after a shower, at 3:30 p.m. I walked with Amalie to the Colorado Avalanche's hotel so I could work with rookie forward Alexander Kerfoot on his blog for NHL.com. It's a 10-minute walk from the Sheraton, but we walked through some pedestrian-only streets, passing a cart selling donuts and other treats that smelled ridiculously good. I think we passed 747 coffee shops too.
There are coffee shops everywhere. Everyone loves to have a fika, which basically means a coffee break. That's something I learned while in Gothenberg last year for pre-World Cup of Hockey 2016 coverage of Team Sweden.
Neither of us drink coffee, but me and Amalie stopped into an Espresso House (reminded me of Starbucks) and each had a cold drink and a snack to keep us going. Remember, we're trying to kill jet lag here, so some sustenance was needed.
The cold air helped wake us up as well. We didn't plan on walking as much as we did after leaving the Avalanche hotel to head back to the Sheraton, but we got lost.
Instead of walking the direct route back to our hotel, we went up and around and over and down and just about everywhere. What should have taken us 10 minutes took about 40 when we ended up passing by Kungstradgarden (city park) and the Gallerian (shopping mall). We were on the opposite side of the main entrance for Central Station.
The funny thing is we could see the Sheraton, but just couldn't figure out how to get there. We finally found our way onto Vasagatan, passed a few more coffee houses, made a left on Tegelbacken and got back to our hotel. Check out a map. You'll see.
Now it was time for dinner, and if I could make a recommendation for any travelers or locals here, have the mussels and a beer from Akkurat on Hornsgatan.
I was shown this place on my last visit here, for the NHL Premiere in 2011, by colleague Shawn Roarke. I told him I would go back just to make him jealous. I did, with Amalie and two colleagues from the NHL's event communications department.
I had the Moules Islay, mussels cooked in malt whiskey, bacon and onion. Had to get some pommes (fries) with it, of course. And everyone at the table shared a steak tartar appetizer, which came with diced onions, beets and capers along with an egg yolk to splash over the steak tartar.
I'm sure you probably don't care too much about what I ate, but it was the last ingredient necessary in killing the jet lag.
The recipe works.