I was in Oslo Norway in July. I really wanted to visit another place, smaller and located in legendary fjords. At the end of August, I went to a conference in a tiny village close to Trondheim. I had a couple of hours to see the city itself, it was a very beautiful place, rich history, modern architecture, and cosy embankment with wooden houses. However, closed people, whom was very difficult to have a small talk with… People seemed very distant and self concentrated… or maybe I was just in a wrong place in a wrong time.
Then was time to go to a small Norwegian village, situated on the shore of the fjord, isolated from city noise, fakeness, and selfishness. It was a perfect place, tet-a-tet with lovely Norwegian nature, where you can hear nothing but the singing of birds, sound of a wave, blow of the wind. It was the place where you can hear the voices of nature, you can hear yourself, uncovered and honest, the place where you are finally allowed to be yourself without any role, pretendiness, expectations… This was exactly the Norway I was dreaming to see.
The weather was excellent, too, +25 and sunny. Some of my brave colleagues went swimming, but I stayed away, being spoiled by the warmth of southern waters. 🙂 the weather was so unexpectedly good that most of us had wrong clothes in case of heavy rain and +13. However, it is always great to have surprises like this 🙂
It was a very shot get way though, only 4 days, than back to plan which became my main means of transportation for the last 2 months.