En morgon nær du vaknar, drar upp din rullgardin, då kanske regnet bara øser ner…

Fann ett kul test på internet som går ut på att man sætter sin musikspelare på shuffle och sedan svarar på føljande frågor. Så spænn fast er, nu kør vi.

1. Hur mår du idag?
Vargarna væntar     hmm, HJÆLP?! Var ju inte ute igår, så ingen bakfylleångest som jagar en..vet inte vad de snackar om hær.           
(med Kalle Baah)

2. Kommer du komma långt i livet?
Get sick soon     det hær børjar ju vældigt bra, ær ju iof lite småførkyld før tillfællet så…
(med Hello Saferide)          

3. Hur ser dina vänner på dig? 
M-bike     en aningen svårtolkat…antar att…nah, har inte en aning
(med PJ Harvey)

4. Kommer du gifta dig? 
En væn till mig      yikes, dags att børja leta vit klænning kanske..hmm, nu blev jag nyfiken, vem?  haha
(med Tomas Andersson Wij)

5. Vilken är ditt livs themesong? 
Take it off      hahaha..”cause I get what I want and I like what I see”
(med The Donnas)

6. Vad är ditt livs historia? 
Stjerner      har væl alltid levt lite upp i det blå.. min livs historia står skriven i stjærnorna, detta ær djupt alltså
(med Karpe Diem)

7. Hur är skolan/jobbet för dig? 
Lonley Old Man      huh?  
(med The Plimptons)

8. Hur kan du komma framåt i livet?
New York, New York      ja ja ja, everybody wants to make it in the big apple. Kanske får ta en tur førbi staden i sommar, och vem vet…
(med Ryan Adams)

9. Hur kommer morgondagen att vara?
Sea Legs      førutom att det ska regna imorgon då så..
(med The Shins)

10. Vad är det bästa med dina vänner?
Pokerkvæll i Vårbygård      Inga regler, inga alls.   
(med Florence Valentin)

11. Vad finns i lager för nästa vecka? 
A Brand New Colony      ojdå, något nytt och stort på g mån tro?
(med The Postal Service)

12. Vilken sång beskriver dig bäst? 
Earth to Bella       jorden anropar.
(med Incubus)

13. Hur är det med ditt liv? 
Librarian      men under den dammiga ytan och bakom glasøgonen døjer sig något helt annat.
(med My Morning acket)

14. Vilken låt ska spelas på din begravning? 
Jajaja      haha.. tja, varfør inte 
(med Veronica Maggio)

15. Hur ser världen på dig? 
Ayo Technology      haha okeeej? hmm, kanske ska tona ner lite 
(cover med Milow)

16. Kommer du att ha ett lyckligt liv?
The Desert Is A Circle      cirkelt kommer att slutas, reinkarnation.. tolka detta som något bra? hmm, ja vi sæger så.
(med Six Organs of Admittance)

17. Vad tycker dina vänner om dig? 
Vill Du Inte Ha mig      haha, har de fått mig i en øverdos? neeh, hoppas jag inte.
(med Stefan Sundstrøm)

18. Har du en djup och mörk hemlighet?
Love Doesnt Last Too Long      oj, det hær var skræmmande.. antar att det inte ær en hemlighet længre haha
(med The Weepies)

19. Brukar folk i hemlighet fantisera om dig?
Getting Money      haha, Im the hustler, get the bills payed   
(med Lil Wayne feat. Hurricane Chris & Nicole Wray)

20. Hur kan du göra dig själv glad? 
Accept Things      ja ja, jag vet
(med Dolores O Riordan)

21. Kommer du någonsin ha barn?
Through The Never      hmm, hur ska detta tolkas?
(med Metallica)

22. Vilken låt beskriver den du är attraherad av? 
Det Skulle Vara Lætt Før Mig Att Sæga Att Jag Inte Hittar Hem Men Det Gør Jag      det skulle vara lætt før mig att sæga att jag inte vet vem, men det det gør jag, tror jag… 
(med Bob Hund)

23. Vad skulle du vilja säga till nästa generation? 
Cowboy Man      ja det var væl allt helt enkelt 
(med Northern State)

24. Några tips från dig? 
The Angels Hung Around      oj, vilket bra tips. usch vad massa visdom man bær på. 
(med Rilo Kiley)

25. Hur kommer du att bli igenkänd? 
Perfect People      hahaha, det var inte illa
(med Pennywise)

26. Vilken är din danssång? 
Never Give Up      haha, ja jag vet, har inte rytmen i blodet direkt…men trægen den som ger sig.
(med Melissa Ferrick)

Kænner mig så vis så efter detta “test”.

Stekta kræftor och mållbergare

Tror inte bara det ær ett svenskt fenomen, men æven hær i Norge klagar man på att det ær varmt. Tryckande hetta minst sagt. Med en hudtyp som inte trivs med alltfør mycket solljus, blir det ett evigt kladdande med solkræm. Var i alla fall ledig både lørdag och søndag denna helg, hallelulja! I lørdags smet jag undan solen før ett stund och kørde ett pass inne på gymmet innan jag åkte inlines upp, bokstavligt talat upp, till Røa før att kolla på fotbollsmatch. Slet lite i backarna klædd i svart dessutom. Ett val jag var mycket nøjd med en dag som denna…NOT! Nåja, nådde fram efter lite dryga 45 minuters svettande. Satt sedan på læktaren och stekte i dryga två timmar, inte som på stureplan dock, sprutandes champagne med knytnæven i luften. Æven Solveig hade match i Oslo denna helg så belv kvar øver helgen på besøk. Då det var rumskompisens fødelsedag hade vi mexikanskt tema før kvællen med nachotalrik samt margaritas. Yummy! Kvællen avslutades sedan i en park i nærheten. 

Blev inte så øverdrivet många timmars sømn, men fick ændå till en joggingrunda på førmiddagen. Seeeegt gick det dock. Slængde sedan i oss lite lunch innan jag och Solveig begav oss ner till Vippetangen dær båtar ut till de olika øarna i Oslofjorden utgår ifrån. Blev en heldag ute på Lindøya dær några bekanta till henne hade liten hytta. Badade, grillade, och hade det gøtt hela dagen. Bættrade på rødfærgen på ryggen och tog æven det hær med bonnbrænna till en ny helt nivå. Alovera stavas læmplig kur så hær i efterhand. Gænget återvænde sedan till fastlandet på kvællen, røa och møra som stekta kræftor.

Sol ute, sol(arium) inne, sol i sinne…

Norsk midsommar firades visst idag. Hmm, var inget som direkt mærktes av. Hann med en timmes løprunda samt lite vælbehøvlig påfyllning av kylskåpet innan jobbet. Vet inte ens om Jamie Oliver skulle komma så långt på en halv ost, svarta oliver och en burk øl. Ris eller pasta till det? Skedde væl inte så mycket spænnande på jobbet annars. Mærktes av att solen sken ute då det knappt var någe folk. Fast finns alltid dem (læs nøtbruna vestkantsdamer) som skall in och sola lite i solariumet till trots. Kanske ær något man borde prova?! Fast vet inte hur mycket bættre det ær att vara rød som en hummer jæmført med grisskær. Så det hær med solarium ær lite som att vælja mellan pest eller kolera før min del, rødtott som man ær. 

Appropå røtt hår så læste Hedda som jag bor med en debattartikel i aftenposten angående rasismen mot gingers, alltså vi rødhåriga. WHAT?! Kan ju visserligen bara tala før mig sjælv, men visste inte att detta existerade, och dessutom var ett væxande problem. Førutom att jag då inte kan sola solarium som “vanligt” folk, blev kallad rødluvan på lågstadiet, och absolut inte klær i orange (gult och røtt ær grænsfall) kænner jag mig inte særskillt nertryckt pga min hårfærg. Fast det ær klart, jag har væl levt i stændigt førnekande, en fantasiværld. Kanske ær dags att øppna øgonen, reagera och agera, dvs gå med i ngn facebookgrupp før att visa mitt stød i denna fråga. Och tills værlden ær helt jæmnstælld ær det bara att fortsætta smørja in mig med solfaktor 50 før att øverleva.

Slackline

Så var det måndag igen då. Var faktiskt ledig hela helgen før ovanlighetens skull. Blev utgång med jobbet på fredag kvæll med dansande långt in på småtimmarna. Bortsett från regnet och ett sjukt svettigt dansgolv blev det inte så bløtt. Bestællde till och med vatten i baren…gisses, nær hænde det senast? Blev sedan medslæpad till Kolbotn på lørdag eftermiddag før att se Solveig spela fotbollsmatch. Høll på att somna på læktaren. Resten av helgen sprang førbi och så var måndagen hær igen. Trænade lite styrka innan jag børjade mitt pass klockan elva. Har ræknat ut att jag næstan spenderar mer tid på jobbet æn hemma i snitt per dag. Efter ett avklarat pass på jobbet åkte jag sedan ner till Tøyen før att møta två kompisar før lite grill och slackline. Førsta gången på tunn lina och var inte helt lætt, men barnsligt kul.

The bloggtorka is over

Oj, var vældigt, VÆLDIGT, længe sedan det skrevs något nytt hær. Har iaf bytt svengelskan mot svorsk. Snabb uppdatering på vad som skett då: jag flyttade till Oslo i mars efter vad som till børjan mest var en skæmt men som slutade med att mammas Skoda packades full och kørdes væsterut. Tror att ett miljøombyte var på tiden. Herre gu, hade ju bott på ett och samma stælle i hela åtta månader. Får se hur længe jag stannar i landet dær creme fraishe kostar trettio kronor burken och 50 % av alla som åker t-bana på vintern har ett par skidor øver axeln.

Stay?

So after some conversations with both friends and family I’ve come to the conclusion that maybe it isn’t such a bad thing to stay where I’m at now. Don’t really know why I’m stressing about what to do next and why I have this need to pack up all my stuff and leave as soon as I settled down somewhere. Think for now I’ll stay in town for a little, save some money for travelling and then start studying again in the spring or next fall. Being a student for the majority of my life though, it’s weired not going to lectures any more. Nice to have a little bit more money on the other hand and have already started to dream about the travels I plan to undertake this year.

Hiking in Jotunheimen

Sunday, day 1

After a whole day of driving we finally reached Jotunheimen national park in Norway and spent the night in the tent on a parking lot at the foot of the mountain. We then drove up to Spiterstulen on Sunday morning to start our hike. On thing that is pretty cool with the hikes in Norway is that most of the areas are easily accessible with either a car or public transportation. One can literary drive up the mountain and start the hike right from the parking lot. No wonder the nature and the mountains in particular are so popular in Norway. Anyhow, me and Jocke started our route by walking in the wrong direction and didn’t realize this until we climbed a good amount of height up one of the mountainsides. Both of us were probably so eager to start this trip that we just took off on the first best trail. In order to get back on track we had to wade through one of this park’s biggest rivers, which feeds from the glacier. This means that the water is freezing cold. After a quick lunch we climbed some height before we got to one of the glacier lakes on top. The sun shine through the thick clouds and it was actually quite warm out. However, this only lasted for a lil while before the sky got darker and darker. Managed to reach Leirvassbu moutain cabins for a little break around 3pm. While in there I met Silje, a friend of mine who I havn’t seen since last summer when I joined her and her sister sailing. At first I thought my mind was playing a trick on me, I mean, what are the odds that I would meet someone I knew there of all places?? After this little break we headed out on the trails again and towards Gjendebu. As soon as we hit the trail again it started to rain, of course. For the next six hours we walked in pouring rain and didn’t reach Gjendebu until 10 pm. Both soaking wet, tired and hungry we decided to take in at the hostel. The kitchen staff was awesome and made us some dinner this late although they closed about two hours earlier. After a day like this hot food on a plate tasted amazing and was worth every penny.

Monday, day 2

Slept in after hiking for about 10 hours the day before. What we thought was kilometers on the map was actually the distance in hours. In other words, a 5k turned out to be 5 hour hike. In total we hiked about 36km the day before. Took this day off to rest up and only did a day hike. Was heading towards a place called Memerebu. The hike started out along the shore side of the lake, but then, halfway through it climbed pretty much straight up the mountain side. There was chains at some parts to help you climb the rock. Man where we glad we left our packs at the hostel and only brought some food and the camera. As usual when me and Jocke are out hiking it starts to rain and today was no exeption. Made lunch in the rain and then decided to head back for to dry up again. The rock on the rather steep trail was pretty slippry by now and I of course managed to slip and fall in the mud a couple of times. Chilled in the main room by the fire place for the rest of the night after this.

Tuesday, day 3

Woke up early this morning to head back towards Spiterstulen and our car. Enough of the rain and bad weather. However, today was actually really nice and we managed to escape the rain for most of the time. Today’s hike was about 38km with a lunch break in Glitterheim about halfway through. The terrain was rather hilly with some rather breath taking climbs. However, the glaciers, waterfalls, a lake with a sand beach(!), the wild rivers and so on was all worth the effort. Once in Glitterheim we met a really nice swedish couple who we talked to for a little. They also seemed to have had enough of the bad weather and was heading back to the civilization later that day. A bit further ahead on the trail we met a rather exhausted german guy who was resting against some rocks on top of a passage. Reached Spiturstulen just around sun set and then drove on of the craziest roads I’ve ever been on to Juvashytta where we spent the night. Climbing up to 1841m (6060ft), without any side rails and sheep, cows and reindeers crossing the road whenever they liked to, it wasn’t like the usual city drive most of us are used to.

 

 Wednesday, day 4

Woke up and heared the rain against the window this morning. Jocke headed out to hike Norway’s highest peak, Galghopiggen, while I waited at Juvashytta reading relaxing. The fog was laying thick over the mountain this morning, which unfortunatly made the sight rather bad. A couple of hours later he was back and we drove down the mountain in the fog and headed towards the Geiranger fjord, a really amazing sight. Curvy roads climbed the mountain side and took you from 1000m over sealevel down to the water. Kept on thinking how on earth one would come up with the idea of building a road here like this, but was at the same time glad they did since it truly was an amazing view. After a dinner down by the dock we started heading back home to Sweden again, cutting our trip a bit shorter than planned.    

Miss clumsy

With some recent accident I believe it is time for me to take more of vitamin B (apparently doctors prescribe this in order to prevent memory loss as one gets older, all according to my dear mother). Am not sure where to start as the list of things I forget is quite long. Well, can for instance just take this past week as an example. After visiting the west coast me and my brother was gonna drive home earlier than my mom. Every single day up til the day we were suppose to leave I remembered that I had my keys, sunglasses and cds in the other car. However, just this day, this Wednesday, I am not sure where I left my memory. After four hourse of driving, just 45 minutes from home I realize that I don´t have the keys to my apartment. At this point I start to freak out a little bit since all my work cloths and stuff are, well take a guess, at my place. Luckily, my roomates left their keys at a friends place while they are up north. So got a hold of him and could finally get into my apartment. I was ready to beat myself at this point. Think the refrigerator door got a hit or two as I tried to take out my anger and frustration on the poor fridge. Well, time for miss clumsy to pop some vitamin b i think. If it is this bad at the age of 23, I barley dare to imagine what it will be like when I am 50, 60, 70 or lets be really bald and say 90 years old.

If answers are blowing in the wind, there aint any left probably

Friday, the weekend ahead, and off from work only means one thing; playtime! Packed most of my stuff the night before. This weekend’s adventure was kaykaing in Stockholm’s archipelago with Joakim. Got a friend to take the two of us and the kayak to the ocean. Looked pretty amusing with a 5 meter long kayak on top of the roof of an Audi A2. Worked perfectly though. The forecast for this weekend wasn’t the best in terms of kayaking, but we headed out anyway. We faced some waves out from shore, but these turned out to be nothing compared to what later was about to come along. The plan was to paddle out towards the open sea, but only after a little bit of kayaking we realized a change of plans were neccessary. Although I have paddled a little bit whitewater before, there is a difference surfing in a small river boat and a sea kayak for two people. The wind was sturdy and showed no signs of calming down. We took a break in a small bay together with some sail boats who also sought cover from the wind. Explored the island a little bit before getting back into the kayak. We decided to head back in towards the less exposed channel rather than paddling out towards the open water. On the way back, before reaching the entrance, we had a pretty strong head wind. We had no choice than keep on paddling, it was now too late to turn back. After about an hour of constant fighting with the wind and waves we finally reached calmer water behind some smaller islands. By now we were both prety beat, or at least I was since I havn’t been out in a boat for a while. Decided to set camp on the first best island without any private houses. Was really nice to put some dry cloths on and eat some dinner. Beer sausage and mashed potatoes, which is my new favourite meal when I’m out camping, was on tonight’s menu. Was nice to stretch out in the tent after a long day, at least that was what it felt like.

Slept in the next morning and was surprised to find out that the sun was shining instead of rain, which the forcast had predicted. Took our time to eat breakfast and pack our stuff before heading out in the kayak again. Kept on paddling inlands and towards a small beach, which later turned out to be the end destination for this trip. I was pretty beat and was probably not helping much bringing the boat forward on the water. Probably took more breaks than I was paddling, which was quite embarrasing since I perceive myself as stronger than that. Oh well, I’ll probably hear about that for quite some time. Took a short swin in the surprisingly warm ocean, while Jocke was sitting on the beach. Just had enough change to get an ice cream each as well before heading back home after a short, but nice, trip. Hopefully the weather, as well as my strenght, will be better next time.

Welcome to the mountains

Saturday 28/6

After a few hours of sleep at a rest stop somewhere along the road we started to head north again. We arrived at Nikkalouka mountain station a bit after noon. After weighing in our backpacks e headed off towards the boat that would take us over Laddjujarvi sea. Missed the boat with 30 seconds and therefore had to wait to the next one. Cooked dinner while I realized me and my friend Jocke had forgot one of our bags with food in the car. I guess sometimes one plus one equals a half. Not much to do but go the 6 km back and get the bag. So while Jocke ran back to get it the rest of us took the boat over the sea and chilled in the sun. Turned out that the captain of the boat, who by the way couldn’t swim, once crossed the lake by walking on the bottom of it after the engine stopped a couple of years ago. During the 20 min boat ride we heard quite a few funny and interesting stories as well as we saw two raindeers taking a bath. Was quite hard to tell if it was voluntary or not though. Am at the moment sitting leaned back against a rock with the sun in my face at the same time as the mosquitos are surrounding me. Mosquitos or not, it is not hard to relax and enjoy life in a surounding like this. Sitting stuck in traffic, stress or feeling anxiety over what to wear in the moringing feels less and less important. Since when did life be all about who has the biggest tv, most expensive car or nicest house? Right here and now, with everything I need to survive packed in a backpack, I don’t miss any material things.

Sunday 29/6

After setting up our tents at the hillside in the Tarfala valley and a nice sleepin it was time for todays hike. We met quite a few people along the trail in the nice weather, some just taking a day hike while others been out for over a week. From Tarfala the had a pretty steep climb, sometimes on snow and other times on rocks. Slowly but surly upward though. After reaching the plateau at 1460 meters between two peaks we had to walk in snow quite a bit. Was not too fun in sandals since I forgot my walking boots in the car. Oh well, not much to do bout it. From there we walked down the Darfal galcier and further down towards Kaskavagge. ere jumping on stone blocks for a while, which took quite some time. Stopped for dinner by a bridge. Tasted really good with mashed potatoes and beersausage after a whole day of walking. Stayed quite a while by the river before we started to walk towards Njunni to round a peak and then head into the Unna Reaidavaggi valley. The lush verdure was quite a contrast to the fields of snow and rock we crossed earlier today. It took longer than we thought to cross all the loose stone blocks and hillsides, why we ended up setting camp for the night at a plateau right down by Palkastak. A waterfall above us supplied us with fresh water. It was almost one o’clock before we fell asleep.

Moday 30/6

Woke up to just as nice weather as the days before. Ate some breakfast and then packed up our stuff. Todays route started by crossing a ice cold river. Must confess that it as a bit scary with the current trying to drag my body along. Went without any problems though. With numbed legs from the cold water we climbed up, up and then some more up the hillside. Was quite bruchy in Unna Reiddavaggi. Followed the mountainside all along to a waterfall with a turkoise sea down below it. Here a rather hard climb on ice and then stoney terrain started. I had my doubts before but we managed to get up in just socks and sandals. Took a quick break at the cabinet on the top of the water fall to warm up our bodies a little bit. Headed down in the next valley and hoped to face a little bit less snow, but boy were we wrong. In spite that the valleys highest point only was 1226 meters, which was a lot lower than areas we passed earlier, it was more snow here than the faced earlier. We had to cross a lot of rivers with snow on top. The snow melting that usually occurs by this time had obviously not happened quite yet. When we around 5pm arrived at Reaiddajarvi sea we faced even more fields of snow. The planned trip to the Nallo valley was therefore left out at the same time as a storm was approaching quickly. We managed to put up our tent just in time before the first raindrops hit the ground. Just a couple of minutes later it was pouring down. Fredrik and Malin caught up with us a few hours later, soaked by the rain. Hopefully the bad weather will all be gone tomorrow. The rain makes it a little bit harder to trust the capacity of the snow. 

 

Tuesday 1/7

Sometimes hiking can be amazing, while you other times just long home. Today the day begun with sunshine and all the four of us all walked pretty fast towards the cabins at Salka. However, of course it started to rain while we where making some lunch, as always. For some reason the sky always treats us with rain as soon as we take out the kitchen. Had to more or less evakuate into one of the cabins to seek shelter from the rain. Was nice to stay inside away from the cold and rain. However, the rain dissapeared just as fast as it came. Around 2pm me and Jocke therefore started to walk again towards the Kebnekaise station. The weather was amazing and we quickly progressed along Kebnekaise’s answer to autobahn. Everything was going well until we stopped and decided to take a break for some snacks. At first it was just drizzling, but the rain quickly got heavier and heavier. Almost got attacked by a bird while crossing the fields. The footpaths soon turned more and more into big fields with water and mud, which we walked through in anger. Didn’t even bother any more to attempt to stay dry. The rain stopped after a couple of hours, which was long enough to make us soaking wet. All the floating water had made the terrain very slippry and the number of rivers to cross was multiplied by at least five. In these conditions it was a bit harder than normal to enjoy the increadible beautiful landscape. The last 4 km to the station felt like forever, although some snacks and the sun’s reappearance made our moods a little bit better. The legs started to feel pretty tired by now and by the end of the day we walked some 30 km. Unfortunatly we missed the receptions hours by 20 min, which ment it was to late to get a room at the hostel. We therefore didn’t have much choice than to put up the tent again and as usual it started to rain as soon as we were about to make dinner. After eating inside the tent while the rain was falling outside, we both fell asleep pretty early.

 

 

 

Wednesday 2/7

Since me and Jocke walked ahead of the others we had a whole day at the Kebnekaise station before the others got here. Woke up by the sun shining into the tent. Perfect time to dry up all of our stuff. So we therefore moved the tent and spread our stuff out in the sun. Climbed up a little hill and just chilled out all day until the other two got here. So we waited, waited and waited some more until we finally spoted the two walking towards us. Unfortunatly the ferry, which was to take us back towards Nikkaloukta, was about to leave in about an hour and 15min. We decided to make an attempt to catch it. Time was ticking fast and when it was 8km and a little less than an hour left before it was about to leave me and Jocke decided to start running in order to catch the boat. So with about 12kg in our backpacks we took off, crossing rivers, over stones and up slopes. At least we managed to avoid the mosquitos rushing through the woods like this. With about 2km left I started to get really tired and had to walk for a little before picking up the pace again. Managed to get to the loading platform two minutes before departure time. However, it turned out that you needed to make a reservation. With no signal on out cellphones we were stuck. Luckily Fredrik and Malin, who came about 15 min after us stopped the first couple of people they met and managed to call the ferry. A little later the same man who drove us out about a week earlier came with the boat. Relief is the word. Relaxed on the way back and then managed to walk the remaining 5 km back to Nikkalouka station just in time before the resaurant closed. Enjoyed a really good meal before we got into the car and started driving west towards Norway and the city of Harstad where we spent the night.

Thursday 3/7

Woke up after sleeping in the car, which by the way is not the most comfortable thing there is. Anyhow, our plans to head to the pool for a bath got ruined when the place didn’t open until noon. We therefor headed along the halfisland of Lofoten for a little while before we dicided to go back to Narvik. It was a really beautiful day today and the city just by the ocean was really showing itself from its best side. After getting a little lost at first we finally found the ski lift, which was operating during the summer as well. Packed our lil stove, food, and drinks to head up the mountain. Where accompanied by some downhill mountain bikers in the lift as well. Turned out there was a little restaurant on the top of the mountain so we skipped our dried food and decided to eat there instead. With a lookout over the whole city of Narvik we enjoyed a good meal. After dinner me and Jocke climbed the next 400 meters or so to get even further up the slopes. Took about 30 minutes to get up but the view from there was worth both the time and sweat. Unfortunatly it was getting late and it was time to head down and hit the road again.

 

 

 

Friday 4/7

Spet a rather interesting night in the tent accompanied by all kind of animal noices somwhere along the road close to Bodo. At one point during the night I seriously though a cow or raindeer was about to run into the tent. We woke up fairly early since the sun turned the tent into a sauna. Headed towards Salstrommen, which is a place off the coast where the current changes direction every 6th hour. Got some breakfast and sat on the cliffs by the ocean witnessing the stream first run out from the fjord and then completely stop for a while before changing direction and start running into the fjord. Pretty cool to see and the force of that current was not to play with. The plan for today was to drive south through Norway to Mo i Rana and then head back home through Sweden. Made a pit stop at the Polar museum in the middle of Saltfjellet, which is a mountain north of Rana. Along the curvy, narrow and steep roads that where climbing along the mountainsides we had to stop several times because goats where standing in the middle of the road. Could not do other than laugh since no one got hurt. Our next stop was in Sweden and right outside Tarnaby where we ate dinner and then took a bath in a lake. Felt really good to get a little cleaner after about a week without a shower. After this we decided to drive all the way home tonight. Was back home in Uppsala at 4 am for a little bit of rest before we drove to Stockholm where I dropped the other three off. It has really been an amazing week and it is a little hard to get excited about getting back to work to be honest. I already look forward for the next trip, whereever that might be.