On a fine morning of last Saturday, I went out. I was in Våler back then, and there’s a really nice walking/cycling path to Haslemoen (and maybe further, I don’t know), so I said: why not. And I haven’t been on a lonely walk for a quite long time.
A plain city, where every road heads to the North Sea (or just water). Kristiansand wasn’t necessary a place I had to visit, besides the fact that I knew that’s one of the cities that lies in the most south of South Norway, I didn’t know anything about it. For a small, seaside city, is it worth visiting though? Continue reading “One day in Kristiansand.”
It’s Wednesday, middle of the week, middle of November. Oslo is already dressed up for Christmas. The bells are hanging up through the main part of Karl Johans gate, which is the most famous street in the capital of Norway. And this is where I spend those few hours with my friends.
Exploring new city usually starts when you arrive. But when it happens after 5 pm, it can be really hard. So you began to just wander around new places, looking like child who got their candy. Every building and every person mesmerize you, and you try to capture everything in one breath. Then the night suddenly comes and you set your alarm at 7 am, so you can see everything tomorrow. It’s the only time, when the hour on the alarm doesn’t upset you, but exictes you.