It’s been almost two weeks since Medieval Week in Visby wrapped up, and the city still dances through my mind. I replay the clatter of armor in the parade, the smoky scent of fresh bread wafting from market stalls, and the gentle warmth of late summer light kissing the old stone walls.
But among all that history and joy, one moment stands out—and it’s not from a festival:
When we stayed at the Clarion Hotel Wisby (sometimes simply called Wisby Hotel), I woke in the dead of night to see a glowing figure standing beside my bed, its ghostly arm reaching as if to touch me. My heart nearly stopped. Logic told me it might’ve been a trick of the light, but every muscle was frozen—but instinct was loudest. I ended up sleeping with the TV on, letting its mundane glow reassure me.
A Little History Behind the Spöke’s Haunt
- The building that now houses Clarion Hotel Wisby originally consisted of four pack‑houses from the 1200s, merged into one structure around 1345, with a medieval alleyway built above the old gap between them .
- It has served as a hotel since the mid‑19th century, and even hosted a restaurant as far back as the 17th century .
- In 1991, the current modern hotel was officially opened under the Clarion brand, blending contemporary amenities with historical architecture .
- From the exterior to the interiors, the Clarion beautifully fuses past and present—13th century columns stand firm near the warm-lit indoor pool, and there’s even a medieval alley and preserved vaults in the spa area .
- In the early 2010s, the hotel expanded—acquiring neighboring buildings and adding a modern copper‑clad extension known as The Copper Hall, linking old and new, and transforming former structures into additional guest rooms connected via this striking entryway .
It’s no wonder the place feels alive with stories—and, well, possibly something else…
Swedish Word of the Day: spöke (pronounced “spuh-keh”) — ghost.
Bonus phrase for your next Visby booking: “I hope my spöke stays friendly…”
Despite the unsettling 2am visitor, Visby gave me so much—history, laughter, melodies in cobbled streets, and even a ghost story I’ll never forget. Honestly? I’d go back in a heartbeat.
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