Tromsø

Tromsø doesn’t feel the same it did 6 years ago. It feels bigger and busier. Or maybe it’s just me. I also didn’t visit any museums this time around, or any place else. I mostly found myself planning the last bit until Nordkapp; and doing heaps of laundry. I stayed in a hotel; Airbnbs are too cosy; makes me miss my home a lot! Hotels are impersonal and boring enough to make me want to leave as soon as possible.

My current plan is to come back to Tromsø and take a flight back home. Seems to me it’s the cheapest and easiest way to make it back to Hamburg. My initial plan of taking multiple trains doesn’t seem too exciting with the planning overhead at the moment. On that note, planning anything travel related is very off putting now. All I want to think of is being on the road. It’s a very liberating state of being. But it also makes me wonder if my privileges are flexing so obtusely that pretending to be almost homeless is “fun”.

For this last bit, I want to go a little bit faster; I’ll leave some things at the hotel, and travel a little bit lighter. Before I left I thought this last bit would take a little extra bit of motivation; and I was right. However, I am looking forward to riding over a rugged landscape. People told me this part is not very interesting, but now looking at the changing landscape; I think this is exactly what I was looking for, with all the wind and rain that’s waiting for me.

Tromsø, Norway