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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 enter I no 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 ...
... and chairs overlooking a small lake. Only 2 or 3 cars were stopped there. Everybody seems fascinated with our SCO/EU number plates. It appears they don't get many Brit tourists outwith the main cruise ship ports. It seems such a waste that everybody speaks perfect English. Scots seem especially welcome. I had to s****** when a man, who had been chatting to Alison, told his wife 'Of course Scotland is in the EU!'. And so about 1555 we arrived at Herrgårdscamping ...