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The Rurality

Curious enough, I have met a nice guy past Julmarknad in Östersund - and went visiting today. To Strömsund. Along forests and hills and lakes. Arrived at a town with everything neccessary there ... but somewhat it is winter and besides the supermarkets and schools everything is closed and even the tourist bureau said SORRY!.

One our later after discovering the town, the exploration kept going. Mission: trying to find the coin phone automat. It turned out to be a card maschine ... one more round to buy a card ... next: the card maschine was out of work. Whatsoever, the Pizza place as well as Folkets Hus helped and finally Tim picked us up ...

200m drive ... and we went to see the culture house. It is some initiative for the diversity and rights of each individual, they organise annually a culture festival in May (if somebody needs some information: www.mangfaldsfestivalen.se)

Really strange visit, a lot of nice people, a really good pizza and a day to remember. Tack!

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  1. Anonymous6 March 2006 at 22:01

    once at a while
    i read your blogs
    to calm my soul
    on wearisome days

    giving me a hide
    of that outraged world
    finding a place
    so peaceful and quiet

    now my heart
    is tranquill and warm
    under this sway
    i slide away...

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