Ok, I’m back. It was a close call, but I made it through.
In the future when I look back on the summer of 2014 I will remember 2 things: the sun and the water.
Up here we had the warmest summer in basically forever, with temperatures of around 30°C every single day. In north Sweden that is scorching hot. Any winds or clouds that might sweep past didn’t do anything to soften the heat.
There were reports of “tropical nights”, nights when the temperature never drops below 20°C.
It didn’t rain for weeks. Our lawn was all brown and crispy and didn’t grow at all, but on the other hand our strawberries were unusually sweet.
Needless to say, I almost perished. And almost killed every cheerful bastard raving about what a wonderful weather it was!
Fucking summer… thank god it’s short lived up here.
It’s been cold and rainy this whole week, and nobody is happier than me!
The mere idea of laying in the sun on a beach makes me panic, but I love swimming, and even just being around water makes the warmth seem a little less pressing. So, on a summer like this, the only reasonable activity is going swimming!
I don’t think I’ve spent this much time in and around water since I was a child. I’ve been swimming in lakes, rivers, and even the sea. Was really nice actually.
We also spent a whole day exploring the great rapids near where my dad lives, but I’ll post about that later. They deserve an entry of their own.
Not a lake, but a river. Markus’s parents live on the other side.
So that’s what I’ve been doing all summer: sweating and swimming.
What about you?