I heard the marching band behind me when I turned onto Hamngatan, so I biked over to Norrmalmstorg, parked the bike and walked out onto a traffic island where I knew that I would have a good view over Arméns musikkår. They were on their way to The Royal Palace for the changing of the guards' ceremony. The man leading them is known as a Tamburmajor in Swedish. A word I always laughed about as a kid, and still find kinda funny.
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