Gamla stan means old town and in Stockholm it happens to be found around the castle. We had lunch at one of the many, many cafes wherein an old Italian woman yelled at me for retrieving my plate of food because it seemed she wanted to skip the line and just pick up a plate- my plate. Of course, she was shouting in Italian so I can’t be certain what was said or if she was even angry. She may have just been loud and glaring at me for another reason so I smiled and slipped away with my sandwich.
The section of gamla stan that we explored seemed to be really geared toward tourists. It was a lot of cafes, souvenir shops and antique stores.
I hope to spend more time wandering through here someday, the streets and houses were amazing.