13:08 a frustrating morning: up @ 7, packed @ 8, breakfasted by 9, hostell reception closed with a note in swedish about something 2 something something,,, so I try to find out about late trains from the ferry terminal on the mainland tonight. SJ has a machine speaking in Swedish, but I can press 6 for english. This explains I can press 1 for times, 2 for delays, 3 for bookings - but does not mention that this information is all in Swedish. Ho hum. Just spend 1 hour on the interweb failing to blog and planning the g�teborg trip for tomorrow instead - the 5pm ferry goes to nynashamn but then nothing leaves there until the next morning. Lucky me has an 0600 start tomorrow. Still, today should be cheap for food. I�m going to see if I can find some local prehistory and maybe a beach.

19:37 not an utter loss today. Bought a few necessaries including a tin of meatballs and some dried pasta. Cycled one hour to a famous church only to find it closed for 2002, then to a bronze age cairn which unfortunately just looks like a pile of rocks. Marching songs on the way home included the top 300 hit God My Arse Is Sore (”…but I wouldn’t change it for the world/cos this world is so damn big/it would break my favourite chair”) and How Can It Be (Uphill Both Ways)

Now showered, fed, and hanging in the botanical gardens mentally preparing for my 0515 alarm tomorrow, and feeling pretty buff after all this cycling.

20:43 strayed into the TV room and have spent more than 20 minutes transfixed by an excerpt from “Garbo - the musical” sung in Swedish. Urh. Time for bed.

Score Tally, Day 5
skijump noses: 752
meatballs: 8, from a tin
history: one church, closed
prehistory: one cairn. Rubbish :-)
km cycling (enjoyed): 19
km cycling (extra): 4
songs composed: 3