Just popping over to Norway.
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Norway is the rather annoyingly (to swedes) more beautiful bigger sister of Sweden. I have never been, but I have always wanted to go. So after the Grey family dropped by Stockholm on their way to Norway and invited us along, Nico and I thought why not!
It wasn’t really that simple, as amongst buying a house and all the things that come along with it, including a new shiny ferrari-red car, we were rather empty pocketed. It came down to the choice of going to norway, one of the most expensive countries in the world or going to Italy to visit the Nuzzaci’s. As with most difficult decision making, we opted to do neither. However at the last moment, the bigger sister & the loveliness of the Grey’s won out, and we headed off thursday evening on our Road Trip.
We made it to the border that night, and camped on the side of the road on norweigan soil. The next day we were up early, tearing up the tarmac to reach the Grey’s in time.
Driving through norway you notice a few things. The houses have gardens as roofs. When it rains, there are waterfalls everywhere. And where there’s a waterfall, theres nearly always a rest area. They have the coolest road names - the troll road, the atlantic road - and normally this name lives up to the experience of driving the road.
Norway, being so rich, it also has spare banks.
And nico managed to meet up with some not-so-distant relatives.
We also got time to pay the wonderful Maria Berge. Her last name, which means mountain in norwedish, was a perfect end to a trip around the fjördlands.
