About 5600 kilometers, Falun, Sweden
God came through again. As we woke up yesterday we get a text from my dad saying he has put some money into our account, making it possible for us to go home (leaving Blues by the road and hitching home would be an interesting, but not very desirable end of the journey).
Halfway home we decide that we aren't quite ready to go home just yet, and realize that friends we haven't met for ages, Marcus and Mia, live just 80 km from where we are heading. After a quick call, we head to Falun. It has been really nice catching up a bit and sharing diverse stories, as well as watching Germany barely beat Turkey in the Semifinals. I would have loved Turkey in the finals, and they put up a good fight, but to no avail.
Tomorrow we head head home for real (we think). Just to re-pack, clean our clothes and leave for Croatia, where we celebrate dad's birthday with our family. This trip has been amazing, and our travels have been a period of intensive learning. Being mobile is great, and God has been more than faithful (who would have guessed?), but there is something about coming home that... I don't know. There is just something very special about it.
Thanks for following our journey.
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Tja, krister hoppas att ni har haft en skön resa.... en skön "Resa" (hehe)
Kan inte varit roligt att åka igenom Finland, finändare är lite oatraktiva och konstiga så vitt jag har förstått... men men, de kan ju inte dom göra något åt =)
Ha det grymt bra så hörs vi.
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