I said 56 and a half days, didn’t I? And right on cue, or almost, I am typing this on the delayed 10.25 train from Karlstad to Stockholm – yep, cheers to Swedish Rail for the memory.
Having become accustomed to life on the road with a rucksack, this final journey comes with mixed emotions. Cheers to all of you that followed and a special thanks to the kind folk who went out of their way to show me their bit of Sweden – Matt and Lindy in Tärnaby, Linda in Arvidsjaur, Anna-Maria in Borlänge and Ben in Linköping.
A quick count up reveals I made it to 34 places – I’ll leave you with just a few of my personal highs and lows below. Sweden has been desperately sought. Sorted.
Sauna and swim in the Torne River, Sunday 5, July, 4am: Pajala
Place I could happily live the rest of my life without feeling the need to return:
Favourite Swede encounter:
Sune Häggmark, Orrviken
Museum to miss:
The “only matchstick museum in the world,” Jönköping
Place where people are nearly as hard as those in Hull:
Least favourite animal encounter:
Something I had never experienced before:
Surprisingly interesting tourist attraction:
Longest walk from train station to tourist information office:
Must-see place in Sweden: