A little bit of Vatten rund

HJO
Its only a couple of weeks ago, but there is little that stays in my mind except being wet and dirty. There is a race around this loch each year called Vatten Rund which I followed upto Hjo, where everything was fully booked. I ended up in the towns most expensive hotel which was hardly worth the money, but as options were zero I paid my 750sek to the ferryman. The room was mediocre at best, it looked like someone had randomly thrown bits of furniture in the room and hoped for the best. The bathroom certainly had been installed by drunk workmen of an uninterested disposition and and a complete lack of understanding of basic physics, but this didnt deter me from dragging all my wet and muddy gear into the shower with me.

Once the bathroom, hall and corridor floors were fully soaked and my wrung out clothes were drip drying on the towel rail I headed out for something to eat. I wont bore you any more, I got wet walking round the town, eat a Chinese meal thats strongest reason for being Chinese was that it contained rice and went to bed after drinking half a terrible 2,5% beer.

Its a rock and roll life on the road in Sweden.