Jul 02, 2012
Arrived here in Trolhatten after two days of riding from Gothenburg. We are always slightly lost. We have maps, most people speak English, yet we are never really sure where we are. It's very odd. Nothing is really clear. We may be here on the map or there in another city with the same name. Is there a bathroom here? Yes, but it's closed for cleaning. When will it be open again? Oh, it won't. It's very strange. But the countryside is lovely, the cycling has been fantastic, rolling hills, farmland, oak forests, very green and very nice. We camped at a lake last night and Anna fell in with all her clothes on, down jacket, glasses, shoes, the whole works. Very funny for us, not very funny for Anna.