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About 3 hours on the road today leaving Norway and into Sweden. Lots of very pretty lakes and farming on the rolling hills. Mainly dairy type farming and corn in this area. Karlstad is a pretty town but there are not a lot of historical things to visit. The church dates back to 1737. There are lots of pretty waterways and canals. Just before entering Karlstad we came upon an Ikea store. At least the food was reasonable priced there unlike most of the food in ...
... cooking pots and pans.
Strangely when we arrived it had stopped raining and was a quite nice, if cold, afternoon. So we went for a walk around the lake.
We came back and had a quick tea. The one thing we have found is that despite the temperature being quite cold overnight we haven't been cold at all. Thank goodness for good insulation.
The rain returned just on bed time.
... oldest portrait collections in the world.
The hotel we are staying in is an old gaol that has been converted for us the new inhabitants to stay in.
The town has a river with people swimming in it and people boating and just laying around in the water on rubber tubes.
The bridge has pretty flowers all over it a lovely park alongside the river.
It's only six days left already before taking off to a world beyond our imagination - or an environment that is totally 'up-side down’ as people say.
My preparations so far haven’t been very effective. It wasn’t until recently that the realization came to my mind that I’m actually going to Asia "on my own" (i.e. without a legal guardian), which has been a dream for me for such a long period of time.
As I am sitting comfortably ...
... some Swedish meatballs and veg purchased for tonight's tea. However washing did not go exactly to plan. We (actually Alison. I don't mind being smelly) had generated enough washing in a week to make two loads in the machine. This meant that before all the washing had dried we had run out of 10 krøne pieces. Back to the bus and a laundry line was lashed together between the bike rack and one of the poles for the awning. As it was what my granny would have called ...