Left home yesterday, traveled by train and bus to Ullared. Walked about 3 km. I was already in my sleeping bag at 7 pm and watched nature around me. It was a nice evening. Sweet dreams.
Woke up early in the morning and looked at the mists. Got up at half past five. It was a bit cold. Started walking at half past six. The sun was shining. It was wonderful! The forest roads were nice.
Arrived in Varberg at half past two and felt that I had been imprudent. I had aches, was tired, and hungry. I ate the worst hamburger I have ever eaten. Went to the hostel but could not rest. Took a shower and went downtown. Varberg seems to be a boring city on Sundays. I was freezing, probably due to both fatigue and the cold wind. The harbor was nice, with an old wooden bathhouse. I didn’t find the famous fort worth seeing. Went to bed at 9.
The pics from the stage
I spent my first night here, near some kind of holly place, Ullared, where peole from all over Sweden har doing som kind of pilgrimage - shopping.
I spent my first night here, near some kind of holly place, Ullared, where peole from all over Sweden har doing som kind of pilgrimage - shopping.
Another kind of forest near the coast.
Another kind of forest near the coast.
Restting in the morning sun.
Restting in the morning sun.
Open landscape.
Open landscape.
An old radio station, now a museum.
An old radio station, now a museum.
I'm walking on the E1 (European path 1) and crossing the E& (European road 6). Hmm... more traffic down there...
I'm walking on the E1 (European path 1) and crossing the E& (European road 6). Hmm... more traffic down there...
