Like a coin on a railroad track, Life has a funny way of jumping up and derailing our best intentions. My focus at the moment is about 4,500 kilometers from me. I’ll continue to post Photo101’s when and if I have available time. See you when I do. Thanks for stopping by. (As a real aside, apparently Google Maps lives in an alternate reality where I can simply get on the highway and drive for 50 hours from where I am to where I need to be, barring geopolitical conflicts and all. )
This snapshot was taken on the morning of our last day in Amsterdam. My daughter, who I had not seen for a few months, and I were on our way to have breakfast before heading to the new wing of the Rijksmuseum. For me the shadow play was too hard to resist.
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Solitude to me is a state of mind rather than a place. It’s the ability to step back and go into oneself even when surrounded by the noise of everyday.
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After meeting my daughter in Amsterdam for 5 days (the reason I disappeared from Blogging201), I returned home early this morning to a suddenly wintery Israel. Our plane landed in near darkness at 5 a.m. and this was the scene that greeted me as I left the terminal.
Our trip to Norway at the end of May has already acquired a dreamlike quality even if it was only two months ago. Revisiting our vacation pictures helps me remember that there are places in the world where the hottest topic of conversation is the weather. And occasionally Norway did make me feel like I was back in Minnesota, not least of all because it seemed all the young folk we met had a very Minnesotan accent in English.
Our first day’s travel included 3 different flights over 9 hours, Tel Aviv to Vienna, Vienna to Oslo, Oslo to Bergen. The last leg may have been the shortest, but thanks to a delayed flight from Vienna, we had 35 minutes to make our connection to Bergen after collecting our luggage for Customs; the boarding gate, perversely, was the furthest from the in-transit check-in counter. A mad dash ensued and, thankfully, both we and our luggage made it.
The older sections of Bergen, or more correctly Bryggen, is where the German Hanseatic League had a trading enclave for 400 years, the main product from Bryggen being dried North Sea cod or Stockfish. The wooden buildings where the fish were processed were in constant danger of burning down and the one housing the Hanseatic Museum was rebuilt after the fire in 1702.
We only had one full day in Bergen and used this guide as a starting point. Fortunately, the older part of Bergen is compact enough that we could cover it in a day.
More to come…
Sorry for the dearth of posts. We are obsessing, and I do mean obsessing, over planning our upcoming trip to Norway. I cannot tell you how many websites, brochures, maps, forums and guidebooks we have poured over in the last month. Essentially it all boils down to three things:
- There’s a good chance that some roads we want to take will still be closed due to Winter driving conditions. Think about that for a moment.
- Bring money. I now understand why everyone keeps saying this is a once in a lifetime trip!
- There will be photos.
But for right now, I’m entirely immersed – up to my eyeballs. And, honestly, would it be too much to ask for this to happen while we’re there?
Photo BY-NC-ND by kimb0lene on flickr, but who also has a WPcom blog