Stockholm, you are very pretty, and I like you a lot, but WOW are you high maintenance. I had no idea you were this expensive. This evening, I was forward-thinking/foolish enough to log in and check my bank and credit card info, and now I don’t really know what to say to you. I can barely afford to have dinner with you anymore, and I definitely can’t set foot in any of your wonderful shops for the rest of the year. Now what am I supposed to do with you? At least you could have told me the exchange rate changed this week and I should have been dividing by 7 instead of 8. I’m better with 7!