On the threshold of Norway
Help, I am at a campsite Phew, it’s quite a change… I find myself at a real campground. I’m assigned a spot that I would never have chosen myself, and just as I finally manage… Lees meer…
Tag: Haervejen
The finish that is not a finish
Secret neighbors It turns out I have neighbors at my shelter! One of the smaller shelters with an open door has been taken over by a pair of swallows. They are flying back and forth.… Lees meer…
Because it doesn’t stay dry, of course.
A morning of lounging in the shelter The shelter with doors and this beautiful spot is so nice that I linger until noon after sleeping for ten hours. I have breakfast in the sun and… Lees meer…
It’s good like this.
Banging curtain It seemed so nice, a shelter with a blackout curtain, but nothing could be further from the truth. The curtain is weighted down at the bottom with a wooden pole, and since it… Lees meer…
Silence is the language
Unspoken Silence The morning with the Canadian feels very special. After having enjoyable conversations yesterday, now there is an unspoken silence. Not because we have nothing to say, not because we’re not interested in each… Lees meer…
Clean underwear and sweet dreams
My laundry isn’t drying Ugh, with this wet weather, nothing dries. After hand washing, I hung my laundry on the line in the dark shelter, but in the morning everything still seems just as wet.… Lees meer…
