Day 15 | To Saltalouokta | 9km

I woke up just after 7 am when the German guys came in for breakfast. After a brief chat, they left to catch the 11 am boat at Saltoluokta and then take the bus.

The four of us were in high spirits, as it was only 8 or 9 kilometers to the Fjällstation. I contemplated moving on, unsure of my timing after yesterday's detour to Skierfe, which hadn't been in my original plans. However, the Fjällstation was just too tempting to pass up. It was very modern, with a fantastic shop, restaurant, and a cozy lobby with a fireplace and comfortable chairs that practically begged you to stay.

We were all in the same building, and despite having booked a bed in a dorm, I ended up with a twin room all to myself. I decided to pay the 150 SEK for the washing machine since my clothes carried a peculiar scent, a mixture of last night's dinner and the oven fire.

I bought a veggie pizza in the store to prepare it in the spacious and well-equipped kitchen in our cabin, followed by an afternoon nap. I took a final stroll to the main building and back, and then, unexpectedly, they appeared: the Northern lights.