text and images Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
We have been searching for them for days. On the highest mountains, into the deepest forest, along the wildest waterfalls. In wain.
Untill today. Terje and I took a cable tram up the mountain of Fløyen in Bergen, and hiked down again. Which turned out to be quite an experience.
The hike started out safely enough. Hand in hand we enjoyed the day, the nature, each other......when all of a sudden we were surrounded.....by trolls!
Oh my. Oh my. Oh my.
We tried to stay cool. We tried to keep on holding hands. To no use.
Terje was caught.
And there was no way I could get hime back unless I......
......kissed the troll.
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By the way, on our way we discovered that trolls eat not only blueberries and TWBH. They also eat rock fish!
TWBH! Seriously, you don't know what TWBH means?????
That's simple.
The World's Best Husband!
Of course
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One more story before I stop. "Stolen" from a friend's facebook page:
A wife asked her husband to describe her. He said, " You're A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J & K." She asked, "What does that mean?" He answered, " Adorable, Beautiful, Cute, Delightful, Elegant, Fantastic, Gorgeous, Hot."She said, " Oh, that's so lovely darling, but what about I, J & K?" He smiled, "I'm Just Kidding!!!"