Quality Hotel Astoria
- Continental Breakfast
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... by carrot cake. There are quite a few families wild camping (in tents) round the lake. We originally stopped here just for tea, but we will probably spend the night here. Lots of midgey mosquitoey type insects around so the midge netting might get a stern test tonight. There are lots of signs on the main road warning that this area is a 'major elk highway' so who knows what other wildlife we will see. Mileage ...
... next train. So, after a few hours of travel, we arrived at our destination. And what a destination it was! Bjorn's house is absolutely amazing! I want to live there! Heated floors, spectacular views of the mountains, an indoor pool - what more could a man want? After meeting the family (Bjorn's mom is one of the nicest people on earth!), we crashed at about two something in the morning.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention - Bjorn's father ...
... put on a riding demonstration and showed off their skills. Katrine put Mira through her paces and then did a jumping exhibition. After all the girls rode their horses, they then showed us gymnastic skills. This is a sport I had never seen before. On horseback, with a large pad in place of a saddle, the girls practiced circus like balancing moves—a great way to learn balance and trust in the horse. Katrine ...
... again and when we started up Nina again the ***** was making a tapping noise in the head. Not one kilometre down the road and she was screwing up again. We rode on, this noise has happened before and then stopped again. It didn’t stop however and not much later (twenty kilometres or so) we pulled into the forest just out of a town called Dokka - Nina had lost all power and there was no compression in the left cylinder, evidently the inlet valve was seized or bent. ...
So I've never done one of these travel logs before but I think that it is a great idea. Unfortunatly I just started today, a little more than a month into my semester. I arrived in Norway on August 12, 2007 at about 9:30 in the morning. The plane ride over was dreadful. I sat in the middle isle inbetween two men. Sleeping was awkward, I felt like I was sleeping on their shoulders. I barely remember the second flight from Copenhagen to Bergen, but I do remember it ...