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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 ...
... close to the right hand edge for Allison's comfort.
Of course I didn't mention it but you can take it as said that it was raining. Raining on the walk to the car rental office, raining on the drive, raining all the time.
We eventually got to Karlstad and to the campground for the night. The accommodation is a one room cabin with a cooker and 4 bunk beds, small table and chairs and ...
... 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.
... mixed with dampness, together with the feeling of anguish and excitement. It was a feeling that really took me offhand. However, I guess that it will feel a lot more different once I step my foot in China. I just don’t know what to expect of it right now and tend to compare it with my old experiences, which definitely makes it a thrilling period of longing.
Whether it will be an experience worth documenting and sharing is a fact I’m almost sure ...
... but didn't take anything home with me. Nothing, that is, except for some wonderful memories tangled with a newfound interest for animal rights.
Dinner that night was al very fresco. Janne got a fire going and we sat in a small demi circle around it with jackets zipped, blankets over our laps, and bite after bite of delicious pizza filling us up. The warmth of the fire on our faces, the cool of the wind on our backs, the feeling of family ...