... after it had lay(ed?)/lied(?) on the bottom of the sea for circa 400 years. It sank 1628 merely hours after its christening. A total fiasco. Which might explain why there was only one Swedish flag in the whole giant ship-museum: Painted on a little obscured piece of wall on the sixth floor.
The museum-people are a bunch of no-good leftist, "humanist" globalists as well, which might explain why our guide was mainly talking about how badly women were treated and how we already in those days were "an immigration country - already a multicultural place". I didn't complain on her further bashings of Sweden and silently left the group to study the ship - no longer a wreckage - on my own. I was there to look and learn about the ship, not to get lectures on how bad white, middle-aged men supposedly were and are. Idiots...
This has nothing to do with the regular stuff posted here, but I suppose there might be some interest in this old ship... A link to how it might have looked before spending 400 years on the sea bottom.
Below some personal things that didn't belong to Johan the skeleton.
A pipe and some fire utensils.
They quite morbidly had eight or more skeletons in open caskets. It was interesting to see how many of them had traces of healed wounds - was it really that tough living back in the day? Most of the recovered bodies had - except for the expected karies-teeth, lost and pulled teeth etc - a bunch of weird stuff happened to them: Amputated toes, broken ribs here and there (that had healed before the sinking, meaning they had survived the wound), some serious skull-cracking seemed to have happened to a few of the ol' mateys.
While this is not uncommon at all - I have seen this in many other examples and museums - I must admit it was just a little too much: I wonder if my manliness would have been enough in those days. What if I could meet one of these 155 cm guys and see what he had to say about today? I can only assume Johan would kick my ass...
Johan the skeleton.