I’m finally ready to go – bags packed, bottles filled, chain cleaned and oiled – and it’s raining…
Yay.
..and there’s thunder and lightning..
‘You don’t want to go?’ She looks out of the window and then back at me. She laughs.
‘Mm.. no.. right now I don’t feel the whole ‘I want to be outside on my bike’ vibes…’
‘It never rains like this in Sweden,’ she says, ‘light rain sometimes, but not like this.’
I don’t say anything, but in my head I beg to differ. Every time I’ve had rain in Sweden it’s been ‘big’ rain. I spent a day in my tent last year because it was raining and didn’t even think about stopping for around 24 hours.
the Jess(e)way around 