We have already eaten our first meal in Sweden.
Since I spent most of the journey sleeping, I am filled with energy – unlike the rest of my teammates. Fortunately, Marcus is willing to hang out with me while the rest go to the hotel to sleep for a couple of hours.
“Where do you want to go?”, Marcus asks as if I knew Jönköping like the palm of my hand.
I laugh as I watch the taxi our friends took get lost in the distance. “I have no idea.”
He chuckles as he zips up his thick jacket and shelters his hands in the pockets of it. “I read that there are a lot of churches in this city.”
“Let’s try to visit them all”, I suggest with a smile on my face, taking out my phone to google our first stop.
Even though he does look slightly restless, my companion nods in agreement. “Hold on, I want to
