Östersund

Yesterday, I discovered that the medication I had asked to go in the fridge, or so I thought, had actually been put in a freezer. That has ruined what I had carefully prepared to carry for the whole trip. So this morning, I bustled around trying to find a telehealth provider and work out how much it would cost to replace it. It's more than I felt like paying, and I will just have to live without it until Elaine gets to Trondheim with a replacement injection pen.

With that out of the way, I wandered off to find a nice cafe that served espresso, with an English barista that claimed he could make a flat white, and was right, and which offered a three-egg omelette, which they did very well with a quite nice salad.

Östersund is clearly a shopping town, or at least the few blocks around the centre of town are. I did some small purchases and some grocery shopping for the next couple of days. I was quite concerned not to overshop, partly because it is not for a couple of days that I face a supermarket free stretch of the trail. I don't want to be lugging stuff for several days unnecessarily, but I also know that I risk not getting to the next supermarket while it is open in the evening.

I still have not been able to find places to stay that make the next two days a little shorter, which is disappointing, but the places that I have found seem interesting, and the hosts have been nice, even when they haven't had room for me.

Scott, the pilgrim from Canada, arrived here this afternoon. He was doing long days before Pilgrimstad but would seem to have slowed down a little since then, at least for the moment. He made the interesting mistake of getting an eSIM that did not allow him to call local landlines and mobiles, only VOIP services. I found him sitting outside the locked door, waiting for someone to let him in because he could not contact the hotel from his phone.Læs mere