Borås to Abborrsjön
I slept well indeed. Yet, as my body got so used to it, I awake with first light on a foggy Monday morning.
Rita spoils me with a big breakfast before taking me for a tiki tour around Borås. I have to admit, I do not have great expectations and am ready to explore a somewhat run down, deserted ex industrial town, which once was big in the textile business. However, I am positively surprised by the architecturally attractive town and its vibe as students are swarming the street on their way from the bus and train stations to the uni. The international town seems very much alive and is surprising me with unexpected elements such as a several meter tall Pinocchio statue.
Borås is apparently the rainiest town in Sweden. Luckily not today. As the fog is lifting, well needed sunshine floods the town,making it look even prettier.
Eventually, it's time to say goodbye to my lovely host and trail angel and I continue on my way towards the west. As the trail doesn't go through the town, which I think is a pity, it takes me a while until I rejoin it. Once on the trail, it is getting noticeably quieter. As much as I liked the 100'000 people town, I still prefer the solitude of the outdoors.
After an unspectacular afternoon I arrive rather early at Abborrsjön vindskydd, once again wonderfully located by the lake. After two nights not sleeping on a lake, I'm looking forward to spend the night again close to the water.
I go for a very quick swim (the water is freezing cold) and spend the evening relaxing and planning - planning the last stretch to Halmstad. I decide to slow down my pace for the last 250 or so kilometers. I want to savor them, enjoy this vindskydd hopping and "in the forest but by the lake living". The weather seems to be on my side, time is no factor. So why be in a hurry? And besides, my legs are tired from all the walking and they can need the slowdown as well.