Ösmo to Oslo
TUESDAY 16TH JULY We stood by the road again, and after 20 minutes an off duty postman told us we were in the wrong place again, so took us a few km to a busier road. We managed to leave the Oslo sign in his car, not that it had done us much good the night before anyway. We soon got a lift with a man who dealt with non critical hospital patients, he had all sorts of equipment in his spacious 6 seater. 
He was sadly only going about 30 kilometres, to a place called Grums, where we sat at another petrol station for a while, counting trucks that weren't going our way. We decided to walk a little to a pull in, and soon after a guy who looked like Father Christmas gave us a lift to a place somewhere near a place called Segmon, just before the motorway started. He told us he used to hitch hike in his younger days, and hadn't seen any other hitchhikers for ages. He was on his way to try gardening work. We had little luck here, and walked a short distance back to another small village with a restaurant, where we rested our legs for a while. We then went to another petrol station where again, no luck so walked to a bus stop where a man with good airconditioning picked us up. He was going to Långserud, where he had his summer place, which was only about another 30km but a step closer to Norway. We were dropped off at a cafe called Esters, where we got a quick drink. The road from here seemed to be not too busy, but almost immediately we started with our thumbs again, a car pulled over. We couldn't believe it when he was going to Norway, although not Oslo. He was Norwegian and had driven from his son´s baptism in Nordkap, Finland. His car was small and full, but we managed to squeeze in. He said he always picked up hitchhikers, if only more people were like him, hitching would be easy. He let us know some price differences between Norway and Sweden, and that they buy lots of minced meat in Sweden. They are only allowed to bring over 3 kilos per person, but nobody follows that obviously, and they make 40 crowns on buying 2 kilos in Sweden. He was going to Halden just across the border, but dropped us in Örje as this was more in the direction of Oslo. The journey with him had taken us a further 85km or so, and we were finally in Norway!
We walked for a while, and Sean found a Swedish five crown on the road, just happy to enjoy the fact that we had managed to get somewhere today, until two Norwegian girls pulled up in a tiny car. The driver didn't really wanna take us, but her passenger friend, who had probably drunk a little said there was room. 
There wasn't much room, but we squeezed in between bags and shoes. They were both very friendly and happy, and smoked a lot. They let us know what places to visit when we were in Oslo. The speedometer on the car wasn't working, and the windy roads made for an interesting if somewhat short journey of around 25km. We were at another petrol station, and there was a campsite nearby, but this seemed a very uninteresting place, and there were no prices displayed, so we walked further along the road. The roads were narrower and windy, sometimes steep. It was getting late again and we looked for somewhere to camp for the night. We stumbled across a farm which was littered with old cars and other vehicles, but there was no answer from either of the houses, so we continued further until we found another house. We asked if they had somewhere we could camp, and were offered a choice of two places, one alongside the road, the other in a field of peas. We took the pea field naturally which was behind a barn. The view was better than we had had the previous night. It was very noisy though, with many large trucks going past, still I think we must have got some sleep, after a delicious meal of cold beans and water, due to the fact of no Norweigan money on us yet, and that we couldn´t make a fire in the man´s peafield. Well, we had each other.
Next day Wednesday 17th July