Tim & Jo

In Ostersund we'd had a call from a hotel in Scotland that had offered us work, so as we'd accepted the jobs we needed to grab some clothes in a hurry. No problem we though, we'll be in Stockholm tomorrow, shouldn't be a problem to get a pair of black dress pants and shoes...

Well we hadn't counted on it being 'Midsummer' and a public holiday... At first we wondered if our watch was wrong and we were in another time zone, was it actually 9am and the shops wern't open 'cause as the signs on the doors said, they didn't open till 10... no, we saw a big clock on a building and it was actally 10 and nothing was open...

Finding a big H&M store (every street corner in Stockholm seemed to have one of these stores) and deciding that we should get something wherever we could get it we managed to get a pair of black pants for Tim... OK now for shoes and some for Jo... Down the street we found as mall that was open, it just happened that the shops in the mall were all fashion boutiques and fairly expensive... oh well, after half an hour we both had black pants and Tim had a pair of shoes, at least we were pretty much sorted... heading back to the train station we paid for another locker to store all the various other clothing items, running shoes etc that we'd aquired on the walk around town

Around 6pm we caught the train that took us to the airport that Ryanair dubiously call 'Stockholm' airport... hmmm 100km away from the outskirts of a city and still naming it that cities airport seems a little far fetched... oh well...

At 10pm we took off from Skavsta airport headed for Glasgow and a job working in a hotel. We figuered we couldn't have made better use of our Eurail ticket, they were both so tattered you could barely read them, and Tim' was convienently in two pieces

After catching the train from Trondheim in the morning we crossed into Sweden at Storlien, the middle of nowhere. Around lunch time we arrived at our destination, Ostersund, also in the middle of nowhere, but this time a small city and no longer Norwegian prices!

On the train we'd thought we should check and make a reservation for the train down to Stockholm the next day, we hadn't been able to do it back down in Munich. So after dropping our packs and working out which train we wanted we went in and managed to get the last 2 tickets available on the train talk about lucky

Deciding that our bbq the night before had been really good, and so would another one, we dropped into a supermarket and stocked up with a bbq and some meat... 'some meat' 'cause we don't actually have a clue what it was

Sitting beside the lake we fired up out barbie and cooked away enjoying a nice slow lunch waiting for the hostel to open at 4pm.
After check in we had a snooze for a few hours then went out to enjoy the seemingly endless daylight, wandering around the town and having dinner.

Having another good sleep in we went to visit the Jamtli museum, Jamtli is something like the name of the area in either Swedish or Sami... couldn't quite work out which sorry

The museum was really good, probably the best that we've been to so far. The whole thing was set out like a story, showing the life of the Sami and how the season etc affect what they are doing and where they are. After realising that we'd spent the best part of 3 hours and still needed lunch and to walk to the train station, we whipped up stairs and ate an awesome buffet lunch in the museum cafe man the Swedish prices are way better than the Norwegian ones

Grabbing our packs from the hostel, and quickly drawing our umbrellas we made a run for the train station on the other side of town...