Here’s a short poem about how much and why. I miss Norway.
My last days in Norway weren’t spectacular, because my whole stay in Norway was more than amazing. It was just cozy, melancholic and way too sad for me to handle. But it had to happen one day so it did happen. Of course I’m coming back to Norway, but for now, I have to go.
I was meant to write about this topic ages ago, but this one of those articles that takes a lot of thinking through. And for a quite long time, I didn’t have work myself, so I couldn’t even touch upon it.
Nothing big. Few sunny and few rainy days, friend that visited me and short walk around Elverum and Oslo. How joyful those simply days can be though.
So I moved to Elverum lately (at the beginning of August; I should have made blog post earlier, however so much happened since the middle of July that I didn’t have “blog space” for it. You guys know I prioritize travel posts.
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.
Midnight Sun. Sunsets that lasts longer than a single quarter. No crickets, therefore silence covers every night (that’s not a night). People with way too big pieces of luggage filling up every train, no matter the direction. Summer in Norway.