Travel Blogs from Myrdal
Left the hostel in a hurry this morning to catch the train to Myrdal. I realized I was out of cash so I ran around searching for an ATM. ALL of them were out of service of course. Can't get on a tram or bus with a credit card. So I started walking hoping to catch a cab. Flagged about 6 cabs and none of them stopped. I couldn't figure out what the **** was going on. Ended up briskly walking to the central station and ran to the ...
... to contend with a couple of uphill climbs. The worst was just outside Myrdal when we thought we were home and hosed. So after this last bit we finally got to Myrdal where we could have done the shorter ride from.
The last 20kms of ride made all the hard work worth it. The majority of the ride from there was tarmac so we pumped down the hill and got some amazing views along the way. Down the bottom there was definitely some high fiving to be ...
27/7/2013 – Myrdal to
Continuing on with our journey by train, we have been
confirming to each other that we have made the right choice to travel this way. Aunty Sue and I havehad a love of this mode of transport since our annual childhood holidays many years ago, between Broken Hill and Adelaide and Broken Hill and Sydney.
Such spectacular scenery, as ...
27/7/2013 Flam to
After having witnessed trainloads of tourists leaving the
station next to our hotel every 30 minutes or so, over the last couple of days, we were looking forward
to our own ride on the Flam railway.
This is supposed to be the highest railway in the world and
the track runs for 20 kilometres through the most beautiful countryside. With small hamlets dotted
between snow ...
Well, I must admit that the fjords this time around weren't as impressive as I remember them. Perhaps it was because the ship we were on was full of asian tourists who were more interested in feeding the seagulls than looking at the beautiful views. For the first half of our trip we had squawking, pooping, rats with wings (I mean seagulls) swooping down on us because of the ...