I still have to get used to so much light during nighttime. I often wake up and think it’s already morning.

At the first gas station I stop to change tires, so as to wear the three of them uniformly. In the meantime a nice gentleman guffaws at my face when I tell him about my trip.

During the day I stop for a tour in the main towns.

I spend the night with an Iranian couple that hosts me in Umeå.