When you think about Norway you usually see fjords. High mountains that quite harshly fall into a deep, dark and bendy river that goes miles into the land. Trolltunga and Preikestolen are two places most known for their view on this specific scenery and I was lucky enough to be able to experience Pulpit Rock. Let’s dive into the mysterious beauty of Lysefjorden pearl.
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.
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.
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.
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).
A young vocalist, poet, musician, and songwriter from Bergen, the most beautiful city in Norway. His music is marked by, quite common for people from the west region here, the burr (skarre-r in Norwegian). If you want to know what exactly is this burr, you need to check out his music.
Okay, I may not be a big fan of winter sports. Never went to the Alps for some skiing during winter holidays. The only “winter” sport I have enjoyed myself ever since is ice skating. But, thanks to my university, I know now, that there’s much more to enjoy.