We got up reasonably early, and cycled over to the ferry pier. About 3 hours early. OK, so we overachieved; the office wasn’t even open. We rode back into town to wait in a local coffeehouse.
Big ferries are their own adventure. Cars line up a couple of hours in advance. When the ferry docks, cars pour out at an incredible pace, and load just as fast. Typically, regardless of how late a cyclist arrives, they move to the front of the line and load first, with a wave of cars following right behind. The compressed few days of ferries from Gotland > Stockholm, and then the same day (technically across two days) Stockholm > Helsinki, only the next day (again, across two days) of the ferry to Tallinn will be a lot of travel chaos. I look forward to that being in my past.
A quiet several hour ferry ride brough us to Gotland. After some confusion off the ferry (and Linda getting trapped in a roundabout) we found the way to our apartment in Visby, where we will stay for the next few days, visiting the Medieval Week festival.
In the evening, we walked halfway around the wall surrounding the town.
