By the time we got to Småland, they'd cut most of the hay down out of the fields. But there were still some left uncut, all nice and golden. This was our last day in the country, and we had just eaten dinner at the local restaurant. We wanted to ride our bikes home, but we had to walk them because SOMEBODY locked her bike and forgot the key. I wanted to coast down the big hill anyway, so I rode ahead and then waited in this grassy ditch for Linn and Oscar to catch up.