To swim or not to swim.

It was time to leave Sweden and head to our fourth country on our epic adventure. Norway! A country of trolls, vikings and beautiful scenery. After a long journey (and a lot of snacks) we arrived at our campsite just outside of Oslo ready for anything.

Remember how cold its been? Remember all the layers even though the sun is shining brightly in the sky for more hours of the day than you would ever ask for? Despite this, there was a lake and local children swimming.And then an idea swam into my mind. After a day of sitting on a bus eating chocolate lollies and ice cream I decided it was time to get active. So I got into my swimmers ready to dive in after dinner.

But just as dinner was wrapping up a sign from God was revealed. We were called for wash up duty. It was 8pm and getting colder and windier. Everyone believed the dream would have to be abandoned. They believed that I would give up.

So I didn't. Dinner was washed and I had inspired everyone to hike down to the lake and watch me fulfil my dreams. I had made the swim sound like such a great idea that 2 guys even built up the courage to come in with me. With everyone watching on like I was an animal to be in awe of at the zoo I was the first to hit the water.

Ok, so in hindsight it was cold. But it was amazing, and in the captial city of Norway, one of the northern most countries of the world I went swimming. Yay!!

Megan.