Norway: mountains, row boating & hiking

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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.

YAY NORWAY

The oh-my-gosh-we’re-all-in-the-same-place excited car selfie attempt.

Poor Ben was the only one with jetlag, so we saw a lot of this.

Poor Ben was the only one with jetlag, so we saw a lot of this.

Isaac trying to get wifi, look cool, and admire the scenery all at once.

Isaac trying to get wifi, look cool, and admire the scenery all at once.

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Isaac and Ben sprung their way down to the rushing river like mountain goats. Their tiny figures are in the picture somewhere.

Isaac and Ben sprung their way down to the rushing river like mountain goats. They’re in the pictures somewhere.

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To the waterfall!

To the waterfall!

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Our goal from about halfway there.

Our goal from about halfway there.

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Before, when we were dry.

Before, when we were dry.

We tried to get closer by scrambling up the mossy rocks of the steep hill in the driving mist.

We tried to get closer by scrambling up the mossy rocks of the steep hill in the driving mist.

The boys were much more successful.

The boys were much more successful.

After: soaking wet.

After: soaking wet.

We browsed in thickets of wild raspberries.

We browsed in thickets of wild raspberries on the way back down the trail.

And we found some currants.

And currants.

The boys and Mom took a motor boat out while Dad and took the rowboat again.

The boys and Mom took a motor boat out while Dad and took the rowboat again. Dad snagged my camera for this photo, hence the, uh, artsy angle.

Dad got in the snow-melt water of the fjord.

Dad got in the snow-melt water of the fjord.

Photos from the other days will come in a following post or two.

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