Trip Start Aug 26, 2012
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Flag of Norway  , Trondelag,
Thursday, August 30, 2012

Wednesday dawned sunny and bright so Liz and I took a walk along the beach, then found a little footpath along the cliff edge, eventually getting to the end of the little headland across the bay from our house. We could see the terrace from our vantage point and I wanted to test whether the girls could hear us (we'd noticed how we could hear people from our terrace when they were in little boats a long way out, and I thought we might be able to replicate the effect). I texted both Katie and Olivia, but they were still asleep!

After a late breakfast Olivia, Chris and I hired bikes and cycled round the headland to the bridge which takes you to the next island. By this time the sun was genuinely warm, and we had a great vantage point from the top of the bridge - left, looking back to the mainland and the green of the hills; right, looking out to sea and the blue-grey North Atlantic.

By this time there was much activity...a group of
around twenty or so teenagers were pitching tents on the grass near the sub-units, another group were playing beach volleyball, and our friends the teachers (who weren't actually teachers) were having lunch in the restaurant.

We decided on a late lunch ourselves, and wandered down to the restaurant by about we did so we passed the teenagers setting out on some sort of caving adventure (rather them than us!).

The lunch menu was fairly similar to Monday's, so Olivia and I had the lamb sausages again, Liz had the fish soup, whilst Chris decided to sample the lamb, and Katie the soup. After lunch we sat on the terrace and read parts from Olivia's book - co-incidentally Olivia has to read a couple of Ibsen plays for A-level prep (I told her she would be the only person in her year able to boast of reading their Ibsen in the land of his birth!). Olivia decided it would be fun to adopt different accents for the parts, and she did particularly well with a mixture of Australian and Scottish in one scene!

After a few games of catch on the beach we went back to the "cottage" and relaxed on the terrace before embarking on a trip to the supermarket, about four miles away. Food (as with pretty much everything in Norway) is shockingly expensive, and to be honest there is not much in the way of fresh produce. As a result our evening meal was an interesting concoction, centred around fish-fingers!
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