[jen729w]

We took advantage of this back in the mid 90s when we were 18-year-old backpackers from the UK.

We got to Stockholm, looked at the train map, picked somewhere random, and headed off. When it got suitably rural, we got off. (My memory now is of that scene from Trainspotting where they go to the Scottish hills to recuperate.)

We walked a couple of miles down a road and found an idyllic patch of well-kept grass. Might have been a bowls green or something. We pitched our tents at the edge, respectful of the surface. Heated up a meal, had a tea, watched the stars. It was amazing.

The next morning some guy was on a ride-on mowing the grass. He gave us a friendly nod, we packed up, we left.