Living in a van, every single day is an adventure, every single day something amazing happens and without prompt 3 words just keep falling out of my mouth - BEST DAY EVER! I find myself saying it every day, something as simple as being sat having breakfast and an old guy that speaks no English comes over and offers us fresh berries that he has just picked from the field across the road “BEST DAY EVER”. Then the next day a van pulling up next to you for their mid-morning coffee break, popping out and chatting to you for half an hour then leaving. Suddenly you have a whole new set of knowledge on Australia and New Zealand, a bottle of red wine and a pack of cookies “BEST DAY EVER”. The complete and utter kindness of people in this world really melts my heart. During my time in Sweden I felt this more than ever.
Setting off for the day in the van not knowing where you will be sleeping that night is always exciting. You kind of just stumble across an amazing spot at some point during the day and are like yep this is awesome let's sleep here tonight. So on this day, driving over a bridge onto an Island in the middle of the lake was exciting at first. Then once you are deep into the woods and driving down lane ways that look like your driving into a horror film, you start to question yourself. Should I turn around? Is this even going to lead anywhere? Are my low profile tyres going to make it across this terrain? But me being me I have to drive and see, as you never know what could be waiting at the end of the road. I’m so happy that I did not let fear get the better of me as this is where the road lead to….

A mini beach on an Island in the middle of nowhere. “ BEST DAY EVER”
So what do u do next? You strategicaly reverse the van onto the beach and sit back and chill. That was until about an hour later a 4x4 truck comes down, so I go over and start speaking to the guy just to double check I wasn't in his way. He was like no not at all, the only reason I came down was because we saw your English number plate as you drove past earlier and wanted to invited you to our house for a drink.
Um okay, hell Yes! Jumped into the truck and drove upto the house to be greeted by some truly amazing people. Then learnt some Swedish, got plied with rum & coke, had shots of brandy and Swedish beer and then it was apparently time to go down to the lake for a midnight dip! What the hell lets go, no mum I did not drive the Swedish guys 4x4 truck down to the lake, I drove it back!


The morning after being woken up with an offering of an English breakfast 'BEST DAY EVER' once again spring to mind! The kindness of these people just amazed me. Ended up actually moving in with one of the locals and not leaving the Island for 4 or 5 days. Just explored the woods, took turns at cooking for each other, listen to their travel stories, play some good old card games and really just got to know one another. It was easy to see why he lived there, you're there in the middle of nowhere, pure tranquility and a few days in you kind of forget there is a world outside of the Island.

I entered the Island looking for a place to park up for the night and left the Island with the most incredible memories, friends for life and an invite to the North of Sweden.
If travel has taught me one thing, it is that every single day is the 'BEST DAY EVER'!

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