This trip actually happened a while ago so I’ve been trying to jog my memory for details. I regularly lose the motivation to keep this updated, they take a lot more effort than they look. Every so often though, I find out that some people do enjoy reading these. To my high-school maths teacher — Mrs Vlacic. This one’s for you.
You’d think waking up at 3am would’ve been the hardest thing to do. Fjords on my mind, I barely even slept. I’ve been to over 25 countries this trip and still, my friend Katia makes the best pizza in the entire world.
The trip was long. I feel bad for having slept though most of it while French travel bros Jeremy and Sam did all the driving work. It was hard for me to stay asleep once we got into Norway though.
Holy Fjords.
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You can tell you’re near Odda once you reach a series of monstrous waterfalls. Out of the twenty tallest waterfalls in the world, Norway is home to seven.
The hike to Trolltunga isn’t as difficult as everyone says though it is just as touristy. The trail, though fairly steep, is straightforward and for the most part stable. It’s just really long especially when you’re thinking about how every step you take is another step back. The line at the end is about as bad as the Vatican. Who knew a 8-10 hour hike could be so crowded?
Note: A young girl sadly died falling off this rock a couple weeks after this. I personally didn’t think it was particularly dangerous at all.
Jeremy and Sammy liked the walk more than the rock. They’re not as big on photo-ops. That’s why I have the camera.
From crashing in campgrounds, we decided to spend a night out in the wild at the end of the famous Flam railway. Free camping is completely legal in this country. I’ll say this — the camping was definitely an experience. I’d say we each had at least fifty mosquitoes on us at any given time.
The next day, we decided to walk all the way back from one end to the other. I don’t think I’ve recovered from that walk even now.
The next couple of days were spent driving around to random off-the-grid places. I honestly can’t even recall what most of these places were even called. It’s hard to be disappointed wherever you go in Norway. Everywhere around is a fjord accompanied by a small town. Saebo in the Hjorundfjord is the most peaceful place I’d been to this trip, maybe even ever.
We stopped at a couple places including Oslo on the way back to Copenhagen. Extremely lucky to find the Northern Lights on a night out. I’ll tell that story another time though, this Macbook has gone to shit and needs replacing. There’s a lot more stuff to cover before this particular trip is done. I’ll get to it eventually.
Every so often when it gets cloudy and dull, I feel a strong urge to get back to the sunshine-y haven I call home.
Not yet though, I still have lots to do.
I hear this Christmas is going to be white.
Exactly what I signed up for.
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