Achselströmming!

Nature in its purest form once again impresses its beloved team of readers with its beautiful and awake eyes.

But it's not very difficult to take beautiful pictures here in Sweden, you just have to get a little away from the main roads and you end up in the swamp, or in the lake, or simply in the forest.

...and the journey here is never boring, because today's kilometers were definitely more than the unwanted traveler had planned, he took a few extra detours along the way, simply because he enjoyed it and the area here is lovely to explore.

But what is also quite helpful here:

These smaller roads are all limited to 70 km/h, but the watchful eye of the law, the unworthy one has never seen it, and this in turn could be beneficial to the speed driven, let's just say, right?

It should also be noted that the unworthy traveler really avoids riding around on lovely little Berta in the evening hours, because the frequently seen wild accident victims here really remind you to be cautious.

That's almost it with the Swedish treats, but the ways of BOSAMO are underground and confusing, so it is very likely that the border will be crossed again in the northern part of Scandinavia, because there must be this lousy, stingy fish to eat, which must be tasted so that the Fötide finally learns how it feels to lick his own salty, unwashed and rancid armpit!

If this taste-bewildering experience (meaning of the Gaijin's armpit) is of interest, please contact the very best chief secretary, because then the traveling grouch will no longer clean his left armpit, so that the reader can fully enjoy the spicy, comprehensive power of those produced aromas and get a fleeting, real glimpse into his eternal hunting grounds.

P.S.: If anyone wants to point out any mistakes here, they may sniff my socks, boil them and gargle with the broth!