The first one started at 00:00 when I was riding my bike towards Marstrand in the half-dark night somewhere 10 km away from it still. Since I decided yesterday late in teh evening to go biking it was rather late but due to the good weather and the long summer days in scandinavia it was still OK warm (~10°C) and bright enough to see without light. I arrived at Marstrand a bit later and started to search for a good place to stay over night, which I found around 01:00. So I took some pictures of the sea (will be uploaded soon) and sat there for myself enjoying the ambience, the colours, the loud silence and the nature. Tried to sleep and read a bit (yes, it was bright enough) but the mosquitos were too annoying. As always you can choose between wind or mosquitos. So I waited until sunrise around 04:15 to take a couple of more pictures until my CF card was full, which made me conclude that I will bike home the next day and not continue further, unless this one way I saw when biking there should give easy access to the northern archipelago (which it did not). So I slept for 4 hours until the sun was getting too glowing so that I could not sleep because of the heat. Again one can choose sun or mosquitos. I chose the sun. Anyways, got up at 08:00 and enjoyed a nice breakfast and hung out on that spot for a bit still – since I did not feel the urge to go yet and just being for myself. Then, finally grabbed my bike and cycled down to Marstrand which was also waking up slowly. A continuous flow of people (mainly elderly ship owners and families) kept the village in movement. After sitting there for a while and enjoying this way of celebrating the national holiday, I started biking home, the other route. Onfortunately this route did not lead me to the archipelago and the burning sun also made my decision to bike home rather easy.
After arriving at home and relaxing for a bit (and admiring my sun burn with stripes) I decided to test the second way, the yound way, of celebrating the national day. Went to Slottsskogen with a book and a blanked to get some sun on the other parts of myself (it was 17:00 by then). The park was stuffed with people. Seemingly everybody in Gothenburg younger than 30 was there. Loud music blasting, people playing beach-volley, football and brännboll. So I stayed there for a while to read and watch other people, which was also rather nice.
So the summary is that even if the second way sounds far more boring, it also has its pros. It is more relaxed and eays-going, a bit cheaper. Anyways, with the right friends both ways are cool. Seems like Sweden already with its second time to celebrate, started to learn some nice customs.
Hurra, hurra, hurra, hurra!
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