Too Late to Change My Major

This is Feskekôrka. Looks like a church but it’s a food hall dedicated to fish and seafood. Since it was a bright and warmish day, I purchased a shrimp and crawfish salad to eat in the nearby park.

I walked back to Haga intending to buy a kanelbulle (Swedish cinnamon roll) from a specific cafe but got sidetracked by the pastry display at Brasseriet 8586. I wish I knew the name of this pastry. It doesn’t really matter. Blueberry + Cinnamon + Cardamom. Favorite. Favorite. Favorite. So good. I wish I bought two to have the next morning.

Later, I headed to the Älvsborg Bridge to see an art exhibit. Maybe I should have minored in Art History. I love museums. Audio guides, tours, print outs. I love them all.

Röda Sten Konsthall sits beneath the bridge in a red brick building marked with graffiti. The current exhibit is We Are The Remix.  Videos, projected on large screens and in black viewing rooms, showcasing music, culture, spirituality and competition in various global settings. I wanted to watch Painting with history in a room filled with people with funny names 3 by Korakrit Arunanonodchai on repeat. The trailer is here. #BangkokCityCity.