Living Life With Passion & Purpose!
After a long day of trains, buses, and walking, I finally arrived at my hostel in Lund, Sweden. It wasn’t a regular building — it was an old train with sleeping cars that had been converted into hostel rooms. I dropped my bags on the wooden platform right outside my car and took this photo. It felt so cool to be staying in a piece of old railway history.
The hallway inside the converted train hostel. My room was down at the end of this narrow corridor. Everything about it felt like a real, working train from another era — the narrow walkway, the old doors, the metal walls.
This was my bed on the bottom bunk inside the converted train car hostel in Lund. Someone else was sleeping on the top bunk above me. The space was extremely tight — just enough room to sit up, with storage straps and a small ladder to reach the upper bunk.
When I stepped off the train in Lund, this is what greeted me — a massive sea of bicycles stretching as far as I could see. I had never seen anything like it. Back home in Nebraska, bikes were something kids rode around the neighborhood. Here in Sweden, it looked like half the city commuted by bicycle. It was one of those small moments that really drove home how different everyday life was in Europe compared to what I was used to.
Another look at the sea of bikes at the train station in Lund. What amazed me was that almost none of them were locked. People just left their bikes here — sometimes for hours — with complete trust that they’d still be there when they returned. It was a small detail, but it said a lot about the culture I was walking through.
