Last month, the BF and I went to the oldest church here in Sweden. It is a Catholic church. Their Kings and Queens, priests, bishops in the past were buried in this place. This was built in 1500, and until now, the church is still in perfect structure. When you are standing at the entrance of the church, and if you will look up the church tower where the big bell is located, you need to bend back your neck so you could see the tower. Honestly, when I saw many tombs, even if it were clean and shiny stones, my skin hairs stand, and I was a bit nervous. I cannot explain why but that was my feeling inside the church, especially when I stepped on the floors where lots of dead names written on it. It was early in the morning when we went, so there were no other people except us and the church worker. And when you talk, don’t talk louder otherwise you will hear your voice again. Anyhow, I will share more photos on my next posts.
Domkyrkan is the name of the church. Pronounced as dom-sher-kan.