The start of a new adventure

Originally posted: Dec 3, 2021

This week has been a special week for me.

I am writing this from a random place in the middle of the Swedish forests on my first night in another country since before the pandemic.

Three days ago I left Trondheim to go on my big motorcycle trip.

It kind of doesn’t feel real.

I know this is not a very special thing for many people. People are riding around the world for years and taking in much bigger challenges than what I am doing.

But for me personally this is a pretty big thing. But for some reason it doesn’t feel like it.

This trip has been a dream of mine since before I got my motorbike license. And at first it was just a crazy dream like so many others ai have.

But then I met Pia, and she thought it sounded like an interesting experience, and somehow we decided to risk everything and do it.

Suddenly it wasn’t just a crazy dream anymore. It was going to be a reality.

We spent a long time planning and figuring out everything, and as we were getting ready to leave, the pandemic hit for real, and we were forced to postpone several times.

Last august when we finally managed to start on the first leg of our trip from the north cape to Cape Town. If was a surreal feeling to be standing at the north cape, ready to begin.

At this moment I think I was the happiest I have ever been.

I was with the person that meant the most to me in the world, and we were about to see the world together.

But later that same day we ended up in an accident that changed everything.

When I woke up from the coma I didn’t understand the severity of my situation. I Was upset that now we had to wait until next year to go.

I took me a while to realize how bad it was. If the helicopter arrived a few hours later I would be dead. But thanks to Pia I wasn’t.

When I got out of the hospital we continued planning for the trip whenever it would be possible.

But some months later, when I came home from my cabin, Pia had decided to cancel the trip and leave me, without any explanation.

I was broken, but as I was starting to get used to a future without her, she decided to take her own life.

This broke me again. I went completely numb, and I have not felt anything since.

I was arguing back and forth with myself wether or not I should do the same. Everything inside me wants to.

But there is a curious part of me that also wants to see what will happen tomorrow.

So I decided to keep going and continue preparing for the trip.

I can always choose the other option at a later time…

Now I have reached my goal.

The trip I am on right now is very different from what my dream was. The world is a very different place right now.

I have decided to throw away all the plans I had made, and just ride wherever I feel like each day, until I either run out of money or get bored of riding.

It is a bit scary, but also exciting.

I am just going to take every day as it comes. If something or someone interesting comes along I may choose to change direction, but for the foreseeable future I am going to 🎶 riiiide till I can’t no mo’! 🎵

So as I sit here in Sweden outside my tent in pitch black darkness, everything that has happened in the past year just comes flooding into my head. And I am wondering what happens next?