We woke up the next morning to board our train to Oslo. I dreaded the thought of leaving Flam after only one night. I felt so connected to this rural land, so drawn to it. It’s how I always feel when I’m immersed in the mountains, but once and a while that magnetic pull is... Continue Reading →
Winter in Norway: Flam Fjords & Haunted Mountains
In the morning we bid goodbye to Bergen to hop a train to Flam. It took 20 minutes to drag our rolling suitcases over the slippery cobblestone and extra narrow sidewalks. I cringed as I listened to the flimsy plastic wheels smack the ground and echo off the stone buildings. A taxi would have been... Continue Reading →