Well this is about my vacation a few weeks back.
It started kinda sad I lost my aunt you see a few weeks back, just before Christmas around the same time i lost my dad and grandma only that happened a few years before this.
So I had to take some vacation time to attend to the funeral that was Wednesday the 19`th of December 2007.
So I decided to take my car and drive up there, its a 4hour drive.
This particular day it was a storm warning on the news, but sins i lost my grandmas funeral because of a storm i decided not to miss this one.
I jumped in my car about 4. am Wednesday morning and started driving, because of the bad roads and weather I had to drive very slowly.
45minutes later I get to a place called Laksvatten, an accident had happend.
A big semi Trailer had gone of the road and fell down to the sea so the road was blocked and I had to drive the old road.
This road was not cleared from all of the snow that had been falling this very day.
So the roads was very slippery and icy and i had to drive very slowly.
Just as i`m about to exit the last corner on this old darn road and get to the new and good road I push the brakes and my car just keeps going, so i try to lose as much speed as I can before the curve and then try and steer but just as i`m about to steer my car falls in to these tracks from another car that leads directly in to the curve and the rail.
So my car wont steer and I collide in to the rail and smash my car.
I was like kinda laughing and angry at the same time because this was just my luck and was kinda funny.
So I exit my car and try to see how much damage there is, the first thing I see is a broken head light and signaling light, as i keep going back i see my fender is kinda banged and my wheel is pointing to the right and my back light is smashed to.
Now I just have to figure out how to get back home with this car, so I drive very carefully to a nearby gas station.
The man that works there was a very nice guy from Sweden that was kind enough to let me borrow they`r garage to see if I can fix my car.
So I pull in to the garage and tries to get my car kinda working ok so i can get back home at least.
This worked out so i got back home, the drive took me about 2hours because I had to drive so slow.
Now I am home and a bit relived and happy and angry at the same time, because now I wont make it in time for the funeral.
The next day I decide that I will at least be there for support after the funeral so I take the buss instead.
I got there Thursday afternoon and the weather was fine by now.
I spent a few weeks there playing soccer and drinking a little bit and trying to just relax.
Well now it was time to get back home and my cousin had to drive me it was a 1hour drive.
So the next morning as I wake up thinking we have lots of time I take a look at the watch and see that we got exactly one hour until my buss goes, so I wake my cousin and tells him we are in kind of a rush.
He jumps out of bed and get dressed while i`m down stairs packing.
We jump in to his car and starts driving way behind schedule only to realize that our car is almost out of gas and we don`t have the time to fill up the tank.
So we just rush on in hope of maybe reaching there in time and hoping at the same time we have enough gas to get there.
As we got half way there the gas tank started looking kinda empty so at this point we cant drive like hell ether because that will only result in an empty gas tank, so at this point we have to drive a bit slower so we might have enough gas to get there at least.
Now we realize that our gas will hold there but now we still have to beat the clock, so we try and pick up some more speed.
As we start to calculate I see that with this speed we just might get there in time, when suddenly we get behind 4 or 5 cars that are all driving Under the speed limit.
This killed our schedule so now we have to get past this slow driving cars and make up the time.
We got lucky as one of the cars picked up the speed and went by the slow car so we kinda tailed him and got passed the slow car.
Now I can see the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak.
We got to the buss stop 30secounds before the bus drove off so I just made it in time to throw my bag in the bus and find a seat.
Well at least I got home, and now here I am laughing over the whole experience.
This was my vacation.
The next one is hoped to be a better one :D