Honnigsvåg

As I lay on a bench at the harbour trying to sleep off the night I realised I really miss being on the road and sleeping out in a tent; nothing is ever as simple. I can see why some people don’t tend to stop, and go on for really long tours. It’s addictive and it’s liberating. Even I was playing with the idea of riding my bike to Alta, if not Tromsø.

The ship to Tromsø is early in the morning tomorrow, so I decided to sleep right here on a bench. I came here earlier today, visited a museum, ate, did some biking around. Eventually I laid out my camping mattress, put on some leg warmers, and made myself cosy on the bench. It won’t be the perfect sleep but it’s better than nothing.

Good Night!

Honnigsvåg, Norway