Leaving Sweden | Day 173 of my 2023 Journal

Packing down a house after two weeks in the sunshine, we leave with some element of sadness.

The forest was a great pause in a hectic nomadic life, a taste of something silent and sweet, and it seems we want more!

On our way home, we visited my father, who lives in the south of Sweden, in a beautiful little town where he owns two houses, one a fisherman's cottage angled so that his “garden” ends 35 meters out in the Baltic Sea.

It is beautiful there, and the reunion is full of love.

We walked the beach, shared the stories, ran out into the water to swim in the warm summer sea, talked some more and took pictures, and talked about other pictures until we left in time to drive our oldest home to make it to a summer party.

Crossing the bridge is beautiful, driving over and under the water, crossing the border in the middle. We drove through Beautiful Copenhagen, and the sentimental emotion took center stage. Our time in Sweden, goodbye, my father, goodbye, Copenhagen, goodbye. We love you all.

Now, a final week in Denmark is ahead of us, and we began by parking at my sister's house, tired and hungry, and with laundry from 2 weeks.

The summer nights are fantastic here, and with even one more sentimental emotion, we stick to our plan of leaving Scandinavia in high summer to get to visit other countries in the North. 



Somehow we can not be everywhere at the same time.

Love and light

Cecilie Conrad

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