Travel Log Part VI
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We're home! Arrived late last night, after one last day in Bergen spent with a childhood friend, contact with whom was lost for some 25 years (thanks, Facebook!)
On our last leg of the trip, we drove from Geilo to Flåm. It's a touristy little town and because we hiked in Geilo on the day of travel, we really only had one full day there. That one day was rainy and gloomy, so we mostly stayed inside our cabin and lamented the poor weather. But then.
In the afternoon (after pushing it back from the morning in hopes of getting better weather), we went on a fjord safari. In the words of my 7-year-old daughter when she climbed off the little motorboat, soaked from head to toe: Best. Day. Ever. We were equipped with suits that were a combination of a wetsuit and a snowsuit, tuques (that's beanies or wool caps, you non-Canadians), and goggles. Goggles. I was getting a little worried when the safety intro included how to operate the boat and the communications in case the guide is incapacitated. But nothing happened, except we tumbled on the motorboat all the way across two fjords and saw some spectacular places up close and personal. Then we stopped for a tasting of goat cheese made in a fjord-traditional way in a tiny village. A guy who has lived all his life in the little village (population:69) explained how they live almost entirely off the land that they have access to. It was a fantastic Grand Finale for our trip.
Over the last two weeks, my partner, my two incredible children, and I drove over 1400 kilometres. We slept in 7 different places. Walked over 90 kilometres, many of which were up and down mountains. We went to museums in cities and tasted just a little of flat Sweden and mountainous Norway.
The extraordinary Ray Bradbury said, "We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out." This trip was about filling my cup; filling it with adventures and family and new places and people. Well, my cup runneth over. Now, for the tricky part: tipping over and letting the beautiful stuff out.
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