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So after Copenhagen I headed for Sweden. Picked up a car in Malmö and drove to Korrö. 3 nights at the Korröfestival, then south to Karlskrona, and along the coast to the beautiful Kalmar.

Kalmar Slott. Very impressive. The city is beautiful too. Like a small version of Stockholm.













After a couple of nights in Kalmar I headed south along the coast and all the way round to Ystad. A little east of Ystad are Ales Steinar. Very difficult to get a picture without at least one of the several hundred tourists there. Almost managed one there, but one of their shadows has sneaked in. Pests.



Ystad. No sign of that detective cove. There was a themed guided tour available, but I skipped it - I've only read a couple of his books - they were fine but I didn't really get into the whole thing. I stayed in the camping site on the outskirts. They were pretty chock-a-block but they were nice enough to find a little space for my wee tent. And biggish car. Like several other Swedes I met, they assumed I was German. Perhaps thinking that my Norwegian was like a German's attempt at Swedish.




Svaneholms Slott. Not far from the main road between Ystad and Malmö.

While in Copenhagen i met some Italians who had ISPRA written on their badges. The week before I had visited JRC in Ispra, so I asked them "a-ah, you're from Ispra, what do you do at JRC?". Turns out they weren't from Ispra. ISPRA is the national geological survey in Italy. Just happens to have an acronym that's the same as a town which houses a huge research centre where quite a lot of geologists work. A bit like if the Norwegian survey (based in Trondheim) had the acronym OSLO.

So the studded tyres are on. Now that the frost had disappeared and it's getting warmer again. And as per bloody usual I punctured a tube in the process. I'm rubbish at changing tyres.