@brittarnhild
Being a blogger has enriched my life in so many ways. Like yesterday, when we took my father in law on a day trip to places I have never been before. Making plans the last few days have been a lot of fun, and in the backseat of the car I was ready to take mental notes to use in blogging. In my mind I had imagined the old mining village we were to visit as such a charming place, I knew it would made a perfect blog.
Well, after a one and a half drive we arrived, only to find a ghost village. Empty houses, many of them with "for sale"-signs, a few houses inhabited, a shop which was open for a few hours six days a week, closed on Thursdays. Why Thursdays?
"Luckily we have coffee and cakes in the car" Terje said. "I saw a place along the road where we can stop and eat." We strted to drive back, only to find the little place along the road occupied by bikers.
Well, it WAS time for coffee, it really WAS. So our romantic outing ended up being outside a petrol station, in the burning sun.
When lunchtime came we had much better luck though. By chance we found a place which used to be an old, hitorical wooden hotel. It closed a few years ago, but was bought by the local church. Now they run it as a combination of church center, motel and cafeteria, serving warm lunch once a week, on Thursdays!
The food was great, traditional Norwegian, the only worker on a salary was the chef, an old man, and together with him he had a lot of church ladies working for free, to get money for the church. All of them eager to talk.
My Travel Tale ended up quite different from what I had thought, but I hope the day gave all of us a tinly little glimpse into a hidden corner of Norway.
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Yesterday´s postcard goes to UP/Philip.
Today´s postcard to Claudia
What about tomorrow´s?
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