And suddenly the Police stopped us

Was it Big Paul’s conspicuous color? Or the cocky u-turn we made?
In search of a supermarket to buy groceries we followed our navigational system and abruptly changed the direction. Just to find out that a police car behind us did exactly the same, coming up and flashing their lights.
We stopped and eagerly waited to see what would happen.
Surprise, surprise ...
A handsome young policeman turned up and gave us a friendly smile. He seemed a little puzzeled. Whoever he had thought would drive a strange vehicle like Big Paul, it was definitely not an elderly couple in leisure gear like us.
The policeman checked my partner’s drivers license. „Are you on holiday?“ he asked. We nodded. „Staying here?“ We told him we were just traveling through and actually looking for the next ICA supermarket.
„What did I do wrong?“ my partner asked. „Nothing“, the policeman replied and had a short conversation in Swedish with his colleague. For sure, we were curious, but unfortunately didn’t understand a single word.
„Routine control“, he then added and came up with another challenge. Would my partner agree to take an alcohol test?
Boring, boring ...
Since we had enjoyed our last beer with our friends on the coast about a week earlier, of course we didn’t have any objections. My partner blew into the test tube and the result, again, might have been a little disappointing for the policeman. Not the slightest hue of alcohol …
„Negative“, the policeman stated.
I was cheeky enough to ask him whether I could take a photo of the scene. „You can do whatever you like“, he smiled. And I did.


Well, Sweden is known for being one of the best democracies in the world. And for friendliness, helpfulness and patience.
Our nice policeman made it easy for us and gave us directions to the next big mall in the area, where we would find our supermarket and he wished us a good time.
Getting a peek of Lappland
We hadn’t planned it, but heading further north the next day, we crossed the boundary to Lappland. This region is shared by Norway, Sweden und Finland and is the home of the Sami people who migrate with the reindeer.

The landscape reminded us of Eastern Canada. Rolling hills covered with pine trees, birches and spruce, lichen and moss. A lot of little lakes and bogs. Some small scattered villages and very few individual farmsteds.
The weather had a Scottish note to it. As they say in the Highlands: If you don’t like our weather, wait five minutes.
So, nature surprised us again and again with amazing views. Have you ever seen a rainbow painting the forest?

We loved to take a swim in the morning. I would have never thought that I – a convinced lover of hot showers (and I mean hot!) – could get used to water temperatures around 14 degrees Celsius (about 57 degrees Fahrenheit).
See our video: https://youtu.be/u022HDCjc6Y
The real challenge
On the road there were warning signs: Moose crossing, reindeer crossing and a lot of advertisings hyping the big brown bear.
We didn’t see any of these.
What we met a lot of though were the really challenging creatures: bugs of any kind and size.
Whenever we settled at a quiet place to spend the night, they sniffed us out immediately and landed on Big Paul’s warm and cozy windshield and hood.

Apart from the well known gadflies, mosquitos and midgets we got pursued by flying ants – it was their mating season and they must have taken Paul’s attractive yellow color for an entree to their queen.
Watch them buzzing around on my short video: https://youtu.be/WMrsYkPmPKg
Thanks to our flexible mosquito screens and effective flyswatter we still had very relaxed and undisturbed nights.