Rica Park Hotel Drammen
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... trips the next day. Helle was out and wouldn't be back until about 9pm so we made ourselves some pasta and pesto for dinner. The next morning was going to be an early one since Sverre was kindly taking me to the airport, just before 4am for my 7am flight, which meant we both decided to have showers in the evening since we wouldn't have time the next morning.
... But then I also had my own ideas about what we should eat. It turns out the we because very used to doing our own thing and had the relearn how to compromise. I apologized later for my dramatic reaction to something as small as groceries. I think I really miss home and miss having things that I know. Supermarkets in new countries are exhausting. We ate lunch back at the house and afterwards I lay down for a nap, feeling utterly exhausted. After I felt better, I did some research ...
We start the day aboard the "Flamsbana" on a spectacular train journey that offers a panoramic view of some of the wildest and most magnificent nature in the Norwegian fjord landscape. This stretch of railroad is one of the steepest in the world on normal tracks (no cog wheels), where almost 80% of the journey has an incline of 5.5%
The train travels past fantastic nature, steep mountains, breathtaking waterfalls, through 20 ...
... about flatten a large city.
Onwards down this pass and the scenery becomes rather bleak. Its trees
after trees and is simply impossible to see anything.
The sun is still beating down and is now hotter than ever. At one point I
stopped and parked up for a while and with the sun beating onto the temp gauge
it read a massive 34 Celsius!! Far too hot for my liking.
Finally the road splits into two minor roads which both run down the edge
of yet ...
... questions. They start pointing at the screen, and I knew this was coming, then lean towards me and ask, "What's that?" Pointing at the spork that looks oddly like some sort of torture device in x-rays. I knew this would be what they wanted to know about because I saw an agent agonize over it at the machines in JFK as well. I never should have brought that spork. After I explained they immediately understood and, surprisingly enough, were the first to ask me about the pills in my bag. ...