Today it`s western

In our town, Vadsø, the wind usually comes from one of two directions. From the east, or the west.
At least you feel it that way, when you use the bicycle. In a town where you normally go either east or west.

The wind means a lot. Almost like life or death. At least it means that the working day will turn up either very good, or like shit.
Because it pays a huge difference when you have to fight on your bike against a heavy contrary wind, using an ugly grin in your face and when you just sail away with the tailwind.

This afternoon the wind started increasing. And it was western.
It meant that I, after a long working day could take my bike home with the God blessed tailwind.
Oh, glory, glory...