Sometimes you get so excited while cooking a delicious meal that you cut too many carrots, cook too much pasta or wash a lot of lettuce. “Well, let’s just put them into a container. We will use them with another lunch or supper in the next days.” And then these days don’t come. I simply …
„You didn’t see them? Oh, we saw them! Three times. They showed up after 00:30 every night.“ Milla shows us a picture on her phone. Green lights in the night sky. We are wrapped in warm, floaty, puffed suits on the little boat, enjoying a bumpy-in-a-good-way ride and a fun conversation with the newly weds …
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“We are now in the Arctic circle,” I write my mum. She sends me an emoji filled text message back. “💖 Congratulations 🌟🎉🎊🎈🔔🎶🐧 Probably you will stay the only ones in the family 😄.” We keep heading north, two days of just driving with no fjords but gas station burgers. We stop for the Marmorslottet …
We arrive at Innerdalen, a beautiful mountain valley at the end of a one way gravel road. Visitnorway.com goes further and calls „Innerdalen – Norway’s most beautiful mountain valley”. We spent last night at least an hour to look for a nice longer but not too strenuous hike. The weather is still fine when we …
We scramble down the last stone steps and arrive on a way too trimmed green lawn in front of the forest which just spit us out after a 6 hours hike. We are in Norway for three weeks, traveling around and sleeping in a micro camper van. Today’s hike, the Romsdalseggen, a beautiful ridge hike …
We reach the top of the first mountain after hiking uphill and scrambling over rocks, gravel and boulders of the first steep ascent. I look across the plane and see something unusual for my ‘it’s still August!’ eyes. Glittering in the sun is a dune of snow. I have to sprint towards it, leaving Bridget …
I yawn, stretch my arms over my head and my back makes a little ‘everything gets back into place’ sound. I turn around to get my beanie out of the car. It is 7 am and maybe 5 degrees Celsius. It is my time to make coffee in the back of the van. Last year …
I am staring at my opponent, focusing on every tiny move he makes and trying not to move myself. He looks straight at me with his perfectly round eyes and the bright orange iris. ‘Don’t blink or you will miss it’, I tell myself. I forget about the sun that was shining a bit too …