Before holidays become a remote recollection, I thought I should document my northbound trip in late July that took me from Uppsala to Umeå via Sundsvall.
Whenever I travel north of Uppsala I get a special feeling. The landscape changes quite fast and there is something special about the wilderness of the nature and the character of the people that strikes a chord with me. I am convinced that the heart of this oblong country beats from a high up place.
It probably has to do with the fact that my family comes from the so called north. Technically speaking below the country’s middle, but in the mind of every Swede and on any administrative map, definitively the north. The southern north, but still the north.
Everything was quite a contrast to my holiday in Greece. A different climate, a different geography, a different way of traveling.
I planned the trip so as make space for a pit-stop at Sundsvall on the way up. After a walk and a really good lunch at the seat of my second alma-mater, we boarded a bus to coastal Umeå. The scenery along the High Coast of Sweden is magnificent. I can vouch for it, even if was constantly dozing off, rocked by the motion of the coach and sedated by the warmth of the sun…
Several walks by the Umeå-river, a dinner at an Indian restaurant, a free guided tour, a late morning at the open-air museum of Gammlia…
Voila. A short reconnaissance to put it simply, which left me a sweet aftertaste of wanderlust.
This fall I want to make time for traveling by train to new or known destinations. Ι have just booked my first trip and I am already looking forward to it.