A colorful and summery city on the West coast of Norway, the beginning of Norway fjords (from the South direction). The main destination for those interested in the Preikestolen (the Pulpit Rock) hike and Sverd i fjell (Swords in Rock). Long story short: a unique town. I spent more than two days here, but one of the days was almost entirely on the Preikestolen hike, so I didn’t count it.
Is there any reason to judge people by saying: that person is good, this person is bad? Should we do that? And what after all is good?
I’m back! Sorry for not posting for a while, but a lot of has happened, among others some traveling. Firstly I was in Våler and Elverum. Quite briefly, without any sightseeing plan, but I got some pictures.
It happens that recently I wrote two poems, in quite a wild act of nostalgia. They aren’t much – more like a description of a feeling you get on a sunny day. Besides the fact of their simplicity, I still wanted to share them.
So last weekend on Saturday I drove to Sweden, to a little town called Charlottenberg. Yes, I actually drove a car. If you want to know how possibly I didn’t die in a car crash, read more.
Some people say when you’re sad or stressed, go to sleep. I say: go for a walk.
What’s better for chill and slow little Sunday evening than few Norwegian poems? Let’s dive together into those beautifully composed art pieces in this fine, spring day (well at least I hope you guys having a lovely spring as well).