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It seemed that it was an escape from Stockholm .It was the thirteenth day of my solo trip to Scandinavia. I did not have a clear plan and money. I was ruled by the spirit of adventure and of course I listened to the call of my heart. I had a chance to stay longer, but I did not need it. I had a great day. First, I met An, from Chine, at one of the observation platforms in Stockholm, where an incredible panorama of the city opened, we talked and continue a walk together, and in the center, near the narrowest street, painted graffiti, we met Bruno, he is Latvian. Bruno illegally picked apples from a tree in a private area.So we did not remain hungry. We laughed a lot and walked about thirty kilometers. But I love to walk, so it was not difficult for me to walk for twelve hours and I enjoyed the city without feeling tired. I like Stockholm, but I don’t feel comfortable and safe in such a big city, especially the capital, where there are many nationalities. In the evening, it's time to say goodbye, An went on a ship to Riga, and Bruno came to escort me to the station. He wanted me to stay and even think about moving on with me, and when my train started moving he cried, and at the same time I felt relief. I have never become attached to people, and it’s easy for me to leave. I know that all meetings are not random, and we carry out a certain mission in everyone’s life. At the Sundsvall railway station, Jon was already waiting for me. I found it on the travelers website, which provides a free couch. This small and cozy town. Jon introduced me to his son, his name is Love. He was two years old, a blond kid with blue clear eyes, in them I immediately saw boundless kindness and not childish wisdom. Love is a real Angel. I was very pleased to play with him, he still could not really speak Swedish, just like I did, so we understood each other without words. But Love lives with mom separately, and Jon spends a some time with him. The next day, Jon and I drove to a small village where his parents lived. It's approximately an hour's drive from the city of Sunsdvall. I want to say right away - that is the ideal place in my opinion. I never thought about how I would like it to be the last day when I will be a hundred years old. And now I know ... He is like this day in this perfect place. Jon’s parents’ house is just like a movie from my childhood. Wooden house with a large terrace near the lake, and near the forest. Inside there are panoramic windows, a bathhouse, a jacuzzi, a fireplace, a library. We gathered mushrooms, and then cooked dinner together. Then dressing warmer we went outside, the time was near midnight. We went out into the open field, there was incredible silence and darkness. Lying on our backs we looked at the sky. It was one of the best moments in my life. I have never seen such beauty. The black clear sky strewn with constellations, all the stars were unrealistically bright, some flickered, fell, and such a beautiful milky way. I was so happy and laughed like a child, I pulled my hands to the sky, I wanted to touch them. In this complete silence, I only heard my breath, it seemed to me that the world was paused and nothing else mattered, I looked at the falling stars and realized that this moment was my whole life, it would rush unnoticed, and we were wasting our time some trifles, insults, we come up with problems instead of enjoying life and everything that surrounds us. That night I gained a very important quality, because we attach great importance to those things that you should not pay attention to and at the same time, you need to notice what is around us, what is created by nature. Now I'm happy!I am grateful to Jon for this.