Three weeks ago our family was all together, an occurrence that is inevitably and tragically becoming more and more rare these days. Even better than that, we were in Norway! We converged at the Oslo airport from four directions: Mom and Dad from their 25th wedding anniversary-moon in the Dolomites of northern Italy, Isaac from elsewhere in Scandinavia after a 15-day jaunt through Europe via train, Ben from lifeguarding all summer in Texas, and I from interning in Neu-Isenburg.
I must say I anticipated the trip with a bit of trepidation, as traveling as a family always has had its stresses. But I shouldn’t have worried. We laughed and joked and grinned and goofed our way through the mountains, fjords, hiking trails, and quaint villages. It couldn’t have been a better week.
The first day we drove up through some stunning mountainous scenery to a cabin, where we spent the night before continuing the next day to another cabin on the side of a fjord, which we row boated across to hike up to a waterfall on the third day.
Photos from the other days will come in a following post or two.