I mentioned a few posts ago that, on arriving in Copenhagen, Peder and I were greeted by a rather unwelcome surprise. Our plan to return to Oslo by bus hit a snag when we learned that all the companies had changed their rules, forbidding bicycles on board. So we caught a train to Sweden instead, hoping that we could figure out a way home from there. These things tend to work themselves out, one way or another.
Well, once again it looked like we had our work cut out for us.
To start, when we awoke in Gothenburg it was absolutely pouring outside – a drastic change from the perfectly clear day before. And just like in Denmark, it turned out that none of the Swedish buses would allow bikes. Nor would the trains.
Since I was feeling a bit under the weather, we spent the first half of the day waiting out the storm while I napped on our hostel’s sofa. Then our plan went as follows:
Although the Swedish buses don’t sell tickets onboard, the office is very near the buses themselves. Thus, after looking up the schedule online we decided to just head to the station and wait. If a driver agreed to help us out, one of us could sprint to the office, buy our tickets, and sprint back.
Driver #1 refused the bikes…but told us he would’ve let them on if they’d been in a box. So we asked for the nearest bike shop and bolted across town.
The trip back to the station was perhaps the most technically challenging ride I’d ever done. Just imagine hauling kilos of luggage on a bike with an awkward and bulky cardboard box dangling from one hand…in the pouring rain.
But we made it, and with just minutes to spare until the last bus of the day we disassembled our bikes all over the floor of the station, packed them up, and hopped on without issue.
A couple hours later we were back home in Oslo.