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So, it's a few days since we last spoke. The night of ozur lovely time at Oddrun's place in Sjåk, I got very sick. Rats. (I ate something I really should have passed on). In the morning I was in pretty rough shape so we decided to take the bus a way up into the east side off Jotunheimen, basically cheating that day's riding. We rode to Gjendesheim, a boat dock on Gjende, a pretty little lake. I had ...
... pretty quickly. As well as giving our German chum a navigational headache, the blocked road also meant that our original plan to turn north on the E6 for a while before heading Sweden-wards was, to use the technical term, 'oot ra windae'. So we turned south and headed towards Lillehammer, host city of the 1994 Winter Olympics. We were just passing Lillehammer when the phone rang. Daughter Maggie had been shopping ...
... do some skiing then.
So that was how my epic weekend went down. I know this is a rather abbreviated recount, so if you have any questions, please leave a comment below. This Tuesday, Ashley and I are making a quick trip over to nearby Sarpsborg to pick up our visas. If anything interesting happens, I'll be sure to let you all know. Other than that, I hope you all have a great week. Thanks for taking time to read my blog!
Pre-conceptions of Norway before boarding the Oslo-bound flight were of a clean, pricey nation blessed with awesome natural features, a high standard of living, a civilized society and the only existing country on earth with no external debt. Upon arrival in this Scandinavian country, it soon became apparent that all of these pre-conceptions were not only true, but palpably so, in the sense that you could actively 'feel' the ...
... Then Felix got the best birthday present. Geir offered we take the bikes shopping, Felix and me in his sidecar, Stine and himself on his solo bike. His Ural is only two years old and runs beautifully. Felix was so happy to be riding such a nice bike. He was inspired and his confidence renewed that Nina could again run so nicely. A pessimist like me however just felt disappointed and angry that our bike has been such a failure. It was really sad to realise ...