I first ‘couch-surfed’ in 2015 as a 21-year-old journalism student. And I don’t mean I crashed on a friend’s sofa for a night. I spent a month solo travelling around central Europe and staying with then-strangers.
As I turned 28 last summer, I grappled with whether I was ‘too old’ to do it again. Deciding against this, I planned an impromptu month-long solo trip around Sweden.
Sweden had become a recent fascination of mine for its lakes, alpine forests and cardamom buns, yet I was aware it wasn’t exactly cheap.
As I wanted to see the country extensively, couch-surfing made sense. But it wasn’t only logistics that drew me back to this
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