By Aleks Kashefi

Sweden brought much, including Wagony McWagonface, my new adventure wagon. So with ticket in hand, I sit waiting to board the ferry. To get onboard and leave Sweden. The harsh weather of the north. The lack of civilisation. The sense of beating yourself against an impenetrable force. The people I’ve met and had the privilege to be shown kindness by. All these have been the catalyst needed to learn. Not only the skills I need to be a better outdoorsman, a better runner, but the things I needed to realise to be a better person. The ego driven adventure gave way to something that feels like it flows. The aches, pains, fatigue, hunger, thirst, cold. All discomforts that are now just sensation that tell me Lady Winter is here and I embrace her willingly.

I owe all this. The opening of yet more doors that show me who and what I am as a human, I owe to the land and people of Sweden. A land that has at least 3 different ways of saying thanks. The land with people who are reserved and keep to themselves but are warm and welcoming at the same time. To the place where most days were cold, most night colder. To the few I’ve met in person and the others I’ve talked to on social media. You have etched yourself into my being and I gladly offer you space in my heart, as I owe you more than a person can ever possibly explain.

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