Felt a great need to leave the big city. So many people around just made me lonely. Weird that sleeping in a tent, alone, next to a lake i feel less lonely.
So after kaffe and a pastrie i got on the metro to get out of town. Couldnt figure out how to pay for the metro, so i didnt and road to the end of town for free. Sorry swedes. I got out in the middle of a neighborhood and couldnt find my way out for some time. Finally i made it to a highway, any highway would do. The high way headed to Karlstad, Karlstad it is. Found a good spot to stick out the thumb and someone stopped pretty much as soon as i did. I'm getting really good at this, i thought.
Barboro was on her way to work. She worked in a town on my way, as a child physiologist. Exactly what i was in need of. She was incredibly open for what i have come to expect from the average swede (not that i know that much from personal experience, but summing together others). We each plunged into sharing the personal challenges we were going through, it was great. She hit a bird while texting, a moment of silence for the magpie off to another life and we were right back into the matters at hand. By far one of the best conversations i've had since i arrived, sorry uppsala fokes.
She gave me a map of the town she dropped me at and her phone number if i was back in göteborg (gothenburg). Which i will probably be back, because Bone Thugs and Harmony is playing there October 14th. Ahh Yeah.
Ate some meatballs and mash, sat in the sun and now i feel my soul letting in wind (not my line, stolen). Its time to head out to the road and a little north for the night.
Things are looking up
the sun is out
and the road is calling
L
So after kaffe and a pastrie i got on the metro to get out of town. Couldnt figure out how to pay for the metro, so i didnt and road to the end of town for free. Sorry swedes. I got out in the middle of a neighborhood and couldnt find my way out for some time. Finally i made it to a highway, any highway would do. The high way headed to Karlstad, Karlstad it is. Found a good spot to stick out the thumb and someone stopped pretty much as soon as i did. I'm getting really good at this, i thought.
Barboro was on her way to work. She worked in a town on my way, as a child physiologist. Exactly what i was in need of. She was incredibly open for what i have come to expect from the average swede (not that i know that much from personal experience, but summing together others). We each plunged into sharing the personal challenges we were going through, it was great. She hit a bird while texting, a moment of silence for the magpie off to another life and we were right back into the matters at hand. By far one of the best conversations i've had since i arrived, sorry uppsala fokes.
She gave me a map of the town she dropped me at and her phone number if i was back in göteborg (gothenburg). Which i will probably be back, because Bone Thugs and Harmony is playing there October 14th. Ahh Yeah.
Ate some meatballs and mash, sat in the sun and now i feel my soul letting in wind (not my line, stolen). Its time to head out to the road and a little north for the night.
Things are looking up
the sun is out
and the road is calling
L
2 comments:
love the blog, lyle, you're a good writer. i had extraordinary experiences hitching in a variety countries, but a few rides proved to be super sketch. my suggestion is to LISTEN TO YOUR INSTINCT - if you feel weird about anyone who stops, just don't get in! make up whatever excuse - you need a cigarette, you decided to go the other way... have fun, be safe, keep writing, photos? love lena
Hi Lyle thank you for sharing your travels with all of us. Lena has some good advice for you and I know you will heed it. Also try to keep warm and dry and have a supply of protien in your pack. Oh and don't forget to drink plenty of water. You are not alone and I hope you realize that. God Bless you Lyle!
I Love you, Aunt Cindy*
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