We woke up and it was still gushing down, as it had the whole night. Flo and Number 3 hopped into the house to prepare breakfast, the Agent and I took a little longer. It was not only wet, it was cold as well.

We had breakfast with Emma (I completely missed Johan that morning) and then both of them were off. Our blog needed quite a bit of love and care and the weather was still miserable so we decided to stay on the porch next to the heating lamp and blog. When the rain stopped, the kids started exploring the garden and grounds around Emma’s and Johan’s house. This short pause in the rainfall fooled us and we prepared to go out to the lake in Länna. Right before we left, it started pouring down again so Flo and I threw on ponchos in the hopes to stay somewhat dry. Except for the core, it failed.

Back at the house, it was lunch time already and decision time was getting close. What would we do next? All this rain was wearing us down. Flo dreaded taking down the tent soaking wet and I just. didn’t. want. to. have. cold. wet. feet. anymore.

So Emma gave us shelter. Johan and her both let us stay in their driveway for one more night. Giving us shelter from the dreadful weather. With the urban camping came access to a house, complete with roof. It was dry and warm, had tea and coffee and cookies, a cat, a couch to lounge and everything else that one could want in a house. Shelter. Thank you so much guys to keep our lousy wet selves around.

Number 3 was quite smitten with Emma’s cat and managed to pat him in the afternoon. As Sigge is a rather old cat, he usually hides a lot but Number 3 was quiet and careful (for once) so he got cat pats as a reward. I’m actually quite proud of him.

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