When you take your morning swim in 10 degrees C, at least you wake up. And fast. I’ll never be tired again.
In the Archipelago of Stockholm, Saturday.
It’s highly likely that this is the last trip of the season.
The Friday happening
Suddenly I wish I had my swim pants.
Scenic clouds building up.
A thunder storm is hitting Split, Croatia.
Exploring the depths.
The Friday view.
The joyful spirit at Arlanda Airport an early Friday morning.