Stories from Norway, June 29th: Leaving Å

What I will remember most are the smells. The sweetness of blossoming rowan trees and cow parsley in the valleys by the lake where the tiny little white butterflies fluttered about in the wet meadows with ferns and wood cranesbill. The dry, sun-warmed smell of low heath up on the peaks above the treeline, like anContinue reading “Stories from Norway, June 29th: Leaving Å”

Stories from Norway, June 28th: The reluctant mountaineer

I could have died today. Or, at least that’s how it felt, several times, while climbing to the top of Reinebringen. Reinebringen is a 448 meters high peak, rising basically from sealevel, straight up. The trail is steep, according to the internet with a 40-70 percent incline. I don’t generally have a problem with heights,Continue reading “Stories from Norway, June 28th: The reluctant mountaineer”

Stories from Norway, June 27th: Behold the breathtaking Å

The meeting yesterday was intense and very educational for me, but not really something fun to recount in a blog post like this. We had dinner outside in the sunshine at a sea food restaurant in the harbour together with the Norwegian researchers. The food was very good, the prices very Norwegian (i.e. shamelessly expensive)Continue reading “Stories from Norway, June 27th: Behold the breathtaking Å”

surprising street art of Bodø

Considering the small size and quite uninspiring architecture of Bodø, I was really surprised to find so much original and interesting street art there. I actually got a little bit too excited, walking around town on my own after the others had gone back to the hotel to watch the football games, searching for new pieces ofContinue reading “surprising street art of Bodø”

Stories from Norway, June 25th and 26th: Evening walks in Bodø

Bodø really had an eclectic combination of architecture, probably at least partly due to the fact that almost the entire city was bombed to rubble during WWII. And it was so quiet and empty, almost no people on the streets. Altogether kind of weird, if I’m being honest.  Bodø from a hill – an eveningContinue reading “Stories from Norway, June 25th and 26th: Evening walks in Bodø”

Stories from Norway, June 25th

More than an hour early, I’m sitting at gate 1 on Arlanda airport. Gate 1 seems to service Scandinavian Airlines flights to Copenhagen and Oslo. Seems only right, I would say. We might have plenty of rude jokes about each other, but still we’ll always put our Scandinavian siblings first. I’m on my way to BodøContinue reading “Stories from Norway, June 25th”