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Insights from my World Travels
This morning, Arnor and Kari picked us up for a grand excursion that provided us with the empirical answer to one of life's burning questions: why go under a mountain when you can go over it? Sognefjellet is a snaking mountain pass that starts near the town of Skjolden at the end of the Sognefjord …
To begin our second week in Sogndal, we decided to add a rental vehicle to our arsenal, partially as an antidote to the physical demands presented by the city's many steep hills, but mainly because it will considerably expand the radius of exploration available to us and also unburden our relatives from needing to be …
Even on the days in Sogndal when the sun has put aside its typical shyness, it has done so only under the condition that the clouds offer moral support; today, however, it found the courage to command the sky alone and gifted us with an enviable day of beautiful conditions. Anxious not to waste the …
We started off our first full weekend in Sogndal venturing down to Kafé Krydder, a charming local haunt (or perhaps I should say the charming local haunt--I'm not certain there is stiff competition) serving filter coffee, espresso, and simple but attractive pastries and bistro-esque lunch items. I have made a point of visiting as many …
A bit of R&R was in order today as the morning forecast washed away our tentative plan to see some more of the mountainside cabins at Fosskamben with Arnor and Kari, but the weekend shows a promising opportunity for a rain check. So, we spent our morning catching up on some reading and, unfortunately, filling …
Contrary to expectation, we were treated to yet another display of perfectly acceptable weather in Sogndal today, offering us the chance to meander around the city a little further. My parents have already seen much of the city, of course, but all of it is new to me, so any opportunity for aimless wandering is …
Our good fortune with the elements finally came to an end today, steady showers forestalling any grandiose adventures we might have envisioned. But just as certain activities call for sun, some are perhaps best left for the rain, so we headed out to the city center to grab some groceries for our prolonged stay--an effort …
...and sometimes you fall in the river. But more on that later. We began our day today at the home of Arnor and Kari. Erik (of past post fame) is Arnor's brother, and Geir, also previously mentioned, is Arnor and Kari's son. We were eventually joined by Geir and his sister, Mona (and furry friends …
I'm writing this edition of the blog from the porch of our rented apartment in Sogndal. The city takes on an entirely different, but no less stunning, variety of beauty at night. The sun has faded behind the mountains, and the twinkle of building lights in the distance almost give the illusion of a web …
We started today in FlÃ¥m after a night at the cozy Fretheim Hotel, enjoying yet another no-holds-barred breakfast spread (this time including a wonderful surprise of Tim Wendelboe's Caballero Geisha on offering!). I wanted to slap myself just to make sure I wasn't dreaming as I stepped out onto our back porch and took in …
Where the Waterfalls Mean Home 