The fjord horse.
10:30 pm and wrapped in a wool blanket. We are packing tonight and taking the boat to Bergen tomorrow.
Like the first draft of a novel my thoughts on travel are sprawling with no cohesive plot.
I yearn for the trim cozy neatness of Norwegian huts.
The sharp sides of the Geiranger fjord seen by ferry.
A rumble in the distance. Like most things in life opportunity can be fleeting and must be seized.
An avalanche caught in time. Suspended.
My prose has layers of meaning like a village caught in flood waters a century ago. The foundations of the houses a mirage through the water.
Which is real and which is merely the reflection?
As I look out the window of the cabin in Rand one last time.
Norway is more than an inspiration.
It has allowed me to touch my past.
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19 comments:
Wow!
Okay, those pictures are amazing. I'm planning the trip as we speak and plotting it for around this time next year. Norway is stunning and I thank you so much for sharing your journey with all of us.
I could get my daily exercise just trucking from my cabin at number 1, up to Great-grandma's cabin at number 4.
You will never be the same.
The pictures are absolutely beautiful. What a wonderful experience. Thanks for sharing it with us.
what wonderful photos. they're very restful to the eyes, which i can imagine is how you feel!
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Pat, I LOVE those little cabins!
I can imagine it, can't you?
Four separate writers tap tap tapping away in their respective cabins, only to emerge for lunch and dinner and a quick hike around the local fjord as they discuss their characters and plots!!!
I've been enjoying the Norwegian travelogue. It's on my country list. My grandma came from the fjordland when she was only 16. She never lost her accent.
Beautiful. Pictures like these are why my answer to 'Where would you go for your dream vacation' is always Scandanavia.
Why would anyone want to bake in the sun when they can find tiny houses growing like mushrooms out of the side of a mountain.
Absolutly inspirational!
Such beauty! What a great visit you had, and again, thank you for sharing it with us!
What a breathtaking place and what an experience to touch your roots!
I love those horses. They are so ancient looking.
Also, the description of writing accompanied by the submerged foundation...gave me the chills. (in a good way.)
I hear those reindeer jingling, tingling ting tingling, too...
What a breathtaking set of photos! Norway just moved WAY up on my list of places to see!
Is it fair that one country has so much beauty?? By the way, I notice (being Italian and all) that you haven't had much to say about the food. So??
Norway is full of fabulous bread. The most succulent shrimp are harvested from the north sea. You eat nearly five times a day and the pastrys are to die for. Suffice it to say I will have to get back on my program of calorie watching when I return.
I will post tonight about Bergen. It is a place not to be beleived it is so astounding.
Beautiful!
Hehe. I don't know how long this has been there (i.e. how unobservant I am) but I just noticed this little thing at the top of your blog: "CARD CARRYING MEMBER OF MISS SNARK'S:
PROUD TO HAVE BEEN A NITWIT FAN CLUB"
Very fun!! I'm totally without humor in the morning now without Miss Snark! *sniff*
I am really enjoying sharing your trip and I have to say, your photography is getting SO good! Isn't it nice to know that if you totally crash and burn as an author (*snort* Yeah, right) you can always be a photographer.;)
Thanks so much for sharing as you travel.
Beautiful pics as always. I diefinitely believe in seizing opportunities, Pat. It's integral to everything, not just writing.
Did someone say Pastry? Now you're talking! Thank you. My Italian parts feel happier.
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