A Travellerspoint blog

October 2010

Bus bus bus

Well we got up before the sunrise to catch the bus and it never came. So I was upset at Bertram again. The bus eventually came an hour later which was fine. However when we got to town we found out that the boat we wanted to take actually left at 930 p.m. not 930 a.m. like I thought the lady on the phone said. However. there was a bus leving in 10 minutes which was a lot cheaper and took many beautiful ferries anyway. We dont need no stinking hurtigruten.

On the bus mostly I just watched the otherworldly mountains amd shimmering lakes go by until the sun went down. It coordinated well with Tori Amos and Morcheeba for some reason.

A couple of our couchsurfers cancelled on us so we stayed in the middle of them in Bergen for the night. When we got there. the bus driver told us to go the wrong way to our hosttel.

Early in the morning

Early in the morning


Me vs. weiner polse

Me vs. weiner polse


Ferry

Ferry


Me vs. ferry

Me vs. ferry


Me vs. ferry

Me vs. ferry


Ferry

Ferry

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Nothng day

At first the day was looking nice for a bike ride but then it wasnt. It started looking rainy so we did laundry and decided to stay inside. We burnt a lot of wood and I read most of the rest of Lord of the Rings. Cannot wait until t is finished. It is quite possibly the lmest book in the history of books. Wealso ate some gross sausage we mistakenly bought wit potatoes and cheese and cabbage. Yum. Yeah.

Oh and Bertram continued to be annoying. Putting us to work cleaning his house before a couple of clients came. Which is fine. but not something I dont think I would do to my surfers...And showing us some of his beautiful woodwork. Which was nice.

We went to bed early to make an early bus out of Molde.

One good thing about Bertram is that he would call my dad out when he was being particularly difficult to deal with. At least I.m not the only frustrated one all the time.

Sheep

Sheep


Mountain

Mountain


Worms

Worms


Beach

Beach


Woodworking

Woodworking


On the boat

On the boat


Me on the boat

Me on the boat


Me on the boat

Me on the boat


Me fishing

Me fishing


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Me on the boat

Me on the boat


Me on the boat

Me on the boat


Ocean

Ocean


Feet

Feet


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Prim

Prim


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Bertram vs. fire

Bertram vs. fire


Sunset

Sunset


Sunset

Sunset


Dad driving the boat

Dad driving the boat


Sunset

Sunset


Ocean

Ocean


Ocean

Ocean


Bertram and his boat

Bertram and his boat

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First night with Bertram

OK so the first impression I had of Bertram was not so good. When I caled him from Leen.s house. he was telling me to "just relaaaaax" when all I wanted to know was what time the last bus to his house arrived... sigh. so we went anyway.

In the morning we walked the length of Trondhei and watched some ducks then ot on the train. The train was long again but also beautiful scenery. As a rule I do not take pictures out of moving vehicles. I am alwas disappointed. Sorry.

When we got to Molde Bertram was waitng there with his weird truck. I sat in the back with bunch of woodworking and fishing equipment with no seatbelt as Bertram sped arund the windy roads. Terrifying.

When we got to his house. he began to tell us stories about how he thinks domestic abuse is just a "process" to work out disputes and also how he once ran over some guy's feet with his car. Great. So anyway. I slept well dspite my rational mind telling me to run away.

In the morning we went out to dig worms and then we bought some food for the weekend and went fishing.

He only had two life jackets on his boat with the motor that doesnt always start. I made sure we had both of them on.

The sea was very rocky and he we came to a little bay where we ate some fish stew and Bertram told us of all his conspiacy theories about emergency evacuation plans for only smart people to the moon after the earth explodes. He also said he saw a UfO and isnt it a shame that you are labelled a raving lunatic by everyone who hsnt seen one.

OK now I am ready to go back. Thank you for the lovely boat ride.

Dad and Bertram yap away drinking pear cider and then I go to bed.

Graffiti in Trondheim

Graffiti in Trondheim


Trondheim

Trondheim


Trondheim river

Trondheim river


Trondheim church

Trondheim church


Marina

Marina


Statue

Statue


Fish market

Fish market


Fish ball

Fish ball


Fish market

Fish market


Statue

Statue


On the train to Molde

On the train to Molde


On another train

On another train


On the bus to Molde

On the bus to Molde


Bus on the ferry

Bus on the ferry


In the back of Bertram's car

In the back of Bertram's car

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Hippy towwwwwwwwwwwn and a big church

Today was another great alone day. I went to a really old church where you can imagine a whole bunch of heathen pagans being converted to Christianity one by one just based on the imposing and intimidating architecture of the place.

Then I was off to find a secret squatter village which was a lot cleaner and orderly than I had initially imagined.

I went back to meet Leen but his landlady woulldn.t let me in so I sat there shivering like a lost cat while drinking Julbru. Christmas soda. It.s disgusting dont even try it. When Leen got back we went to a microbrewery place where we tried every single beer for still a lot of money but I guess it was a deal in Trondheim.

After dinner we went back to hippy town where I had heard of a little show happening. It was Dresden Dolls esque but in Norwegian. But we were late and it was soon over. The drummer drummed like the drummer in Green Day.

I think we went to bed after that.

An old fort

An old fort


Old fort again

Old fort again


Bicycle lift

Bicycle lift


Bridge

Bridge


Church

Church


We like the church

We like the church


Right on time

Right on time


Svartlamon

Svartlamon


Graffiti

Graffiti


More graffiti

More graffiti


Me vs. cod

Me vs. cod


Leen vs. beer

Leen vs. beer


Leen vs. beer 2

Leen vs. beer 2


The FLASH DOESN'T WORK

The FLASH DOESN'T WORK


Leen vs. beer NOW WITH FLASH

Leen vs. beer NOW WITH FLASH


A candle

A candle


Some band at Ramp

Some band at Ramp


Band in hippy town

Band in hippy town

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Leen's house

The next day. Petter said goodbye to us. Klara had already gone to work. We walked around on another path until 2 p.m. also killing time in some stores. My clothes came back remarkably clean and we headed off for Leen.s house in Trondheim. The train there was very beautiful but apparently we missed the best parts because it was dark.

Leen met us at the station and he made us dinner and then we went to a cool underground literally bar where we paid 10 euro for a beer. But it was really good beer. Complex you might say mmmmyyyyessss. *Dramatic twirl of mustache*

There are a lot of steep hills in Trondheim. But I lovve it anyway.

Skatepark by the lake

Skatepark by the lake


The lake

The lake


The lake and a pier

The lake and a pier


A beach

A beach


A church

A church


Me vs. Swedish fish

Me vs. Swedish fish


Train to Trondheim

Train to Trondheim


Me on train to Trondheim

Me on train to Trondheim


Hell

Hell


Hell close up

Hell close up


HELL ON FIRE

HELL ON FIRE


ahhhhhhhhhhh run away

ahhhhhhhhhhh run away


Me vs. Norwegian beer and Erwin

Me vs. Norwegian beer and Erwin

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I got a new camera from a pawn shop

So I had some period mishaps on the way to Ostersund on two out of three pants. I dont care if you think that.s gross. it.s what happened suck it up.

Klara found a place that would wash my clothes by the kilogram. So that.s what I did. The only catch was it wouldn.t be done until tomorrow. I took my clothes down there but Petter apparently couldnt find an extra key so we had to leave for the whole day. Of course I forget my pads so I walked around in fear of another mishap on my one last remaining pair of pants. Joy.

There is a beautiful lake and a rune on the other side of the lake so I went to check that out. Then I went downtown to find a pawn shop to buy another camera from. I talked him down to 300 kronor from 400. Go me. Later we had dinner at Petter and Klara.s and then met their friend Caroline.

Trying out the new camera

Trying out the new camera


Some yellow building

Some yellow building


Yellow building

Yellow building


Blurry feet

Blurry feet


Petter

Petter


Caroline, Klara, Petter

Caroline, Klara, Petter

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Another one of dad.s bright ideas

Well according to tghe internet we were supposed to catch a bus at 5 a.m.

Dad didnt believe it so he grumbled until we got on the wrong train. Then. I lost my camera gloves and water bottle on that train.

We had to turn around and take the bus after all. The bus was lovely and we got to Ostersund in the evening on a train eventually.

Petter and Klara met us at the station and made some sandwiches for us. Then we slpet on their pull out sofa. The best couch of the whole trip.

Petter and Klara are missionaries finishing up their studies in nursing and scial work. They have just come nack from working in Brazil.

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Stupid Europe on Sundays

We lft the next morning for Ostersund but only made it as far as Lulea. In Kemi. it took more than six hours for the train to come. It freaking sucked.

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Santa.s village and reindeer meat

We woke up in Rovaniemi and went to Santa.s village. Some guy got a brilliant idea that people would trek to the arctic circle if he plunked a bunch of christmas themed stores down in the middle of nowhere. It worked.

At night we ate reindeer meat and I tried to find the Northrn Lights but couldn.t.

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Slow day in Helsinki

Today we didnt have much planned before training it up to Rovaniemi. We visited th Lutheran cathedral and the square was full of giant bears of every nationality. Dad didnt like the Canadianone predictably.

There was a small market where I bought some yellow mushrooms. They went nicely with cheese on our Finnish pasty things. I also made some glogg with the cheap wine that dad bought on the boat.

Harri came home from work an we had to say goodbye so then we left for Rovaniemi.

It´s like Russia

It´s like Russia


Helsinki street

Helsinki street


Dad with map

Dad with map


The Lutheran cathedral

The Lutheran cathedral


Canadian "buddy bear"

Canadian "buddy bear"


Lutheran church

Lutheran church


Lutheran church again

Lutheran church again


Senatorial square???

Senatorial square???


Mushrooms

Mushrooms


???

???


Our small feast

Our small feast


Glogg and mushroom pastie

Glogg and mushroom pastie


Railway

Railway


Stone church

Stone church


Rock church

Rock church


Stone church in Helsinki

Stone church in Helsinki


Railway station

Railway station


Railway station guys

Railway station guys

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A real live sauna

We arrived in the morning to the most awesome city I have ever seen. Other people describe Helsinki as a mini St. Petersburg and I agree. There are sweeping broad avenues and huge public squares. The Russian influence is everywhere. Sigh.

We walked around the west side of town and found an old mental institution. a cool old graveyard. the Sibelius monument and the president.s official residence... I think.

At the end of that was an island with a bunch of historical buildings an some very aggressive squirrels.

We met our next couchsurfing host Harri at thetrain station nearby his house.

When we got there he was just saying goodbye to some Hong Kong surfers. From there we went to the weekly meeting where I met Arto who invited me nd dad to a real Finnish sauna. Yay. Dad didnt want to go so I went and had a nice time eating strange Finnish food and listening to strange Finnish music. Arto even drove me all the way back to Harri.s place afterwards.

I liked this, that´s our boat in the back

I liked this, that´s our boat in the back


Some sort of palace

Some sort of palace


Me vs. veggie balls

Me vs. veggie balls


Beautiful parks

Beautiful parks


Me vs. Helsinki metro

Me vs. Helsinki metro


The graveyard

The graveyard


The graveyard again

The graveyard again


The beach

The beach


Sibelius monument

Sibelius monument


The ocean

The ocean


Old pile of rocks

Old pile of rocks


Pretty bridge

Pretty bridge


Old house

Old house


Vicious squirrel

Vicious squirrel


Climbing up

Climbing up


More old houses

More old houses


Me vs. I dunno what

Me vs. I dunno what


Me vs. Finnish beer

Me vs. Finnish beer


Couchsurfers

Couchsurfers


Me vs. Finnish pastie thing

Me vs. Finnish pastie thing


Me vs. cheese?

Me vs. cheese?

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Cruise to Helsinki

In the moening we headed off to the Vasamuseet. It.s a giant boat the capsizedoff the coast of Sweden 300 years ago. They found it in the bay and nowhave preserved it in a giant museum. Everything you ever wanted to know about that boat is there.

We took a slow walk back to the ferry along the many marinas and boarded the boat. Our room was way at the bottom and it was terrifying. I sat up on the fourth floor until it got dark. An old man tried to pick me up. Also I went to karaoke later and san songs with a Swedish Americanfootball team.

Maybe it´s a bird?

Maybe it´s a bird?


???

???


It´s a giant boat

It´s a giant boat


Giant boat

Giant boat


Boat

Boat


Boat again

Boat again


Boat again

Boat again


Giant boat

Giant boat


It´s amazing

It´s amazing


Huge boat

Huge boat


Me vs. giant boat

Me vs. giant boat


Outside the museum

Outside the museum


Marina walk

Marina walk


Marina

Marina


On the ferry

On the ferry


On the ferry

On the ferry


Me vs. ferry

Me vs. ferry


Outside the ferry

Outside the ferry


Outside the ferry

Outside the ferry


The ocean is huge

The ocean is huge


Dad vs. bunk

Dad vs. bunk


Dad vs. bunk bed

Dad vs. bunk bed

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A day at Tobias' house

When we got to Tobias' house, he was'nt answering the phone. So I tied to find a phone to call him. it turned out the curtain store down the street was open so I called from there. He was seeping of course. He let us inright away, immediately showed us how to get a cheap ferry to Helsinki (buy round trip tickets and throw the last half away... seriously) and then we took a nap.

We went to a protest put on by some folk musicians and then some of them invited us for lunch. I had a real Swedish meatball.

Thebn it was raining so the logical thing to do was walk around in it right?

All day we walked,eventually it was getting time to meet up with Tobias again. But first we stopped for this random lgbt church service. Afterwards we had sandwiches with cheese from a toothpaste tube. Dad got into a great discussion on immigration with a former san francisco ite. Then we ate dinner with Tobias and he drove us home in his fancy taxi cab.

Barely awake again

Barely awake again


Stockholm street

Stockholm street


Changing of the guards

Changing of the guards


Folkloric

Folkloric


Dancers

Dancers


Waving the flag

Waving the flag


Me vs. anchovies and eggs

Me vs. anchovies and eggs


In the cafe

In the cafe


Me vs. Swedish meatballs

Me vs. Swedish meatballs


Me vs. princess cake

Me vs. princess cake


Cafe street

Cafe street


Don´t remember

Don´t remember


Cool lights

Cool lights


City shot

City shot


Symmetrical

Symmetrical


Something on the ground?

Something on the ground?


Pretty park

Pretty park


Nice buildings

Nice buildings


The lookout

The lookout


Another lookout

Another lookout


Another one

Another one


Yet another

Yet another


Again

Again


Me. Soaked.

Me. Soaked.


Yep, soaked.

Yep, soaked.


Steep streets

Steep streets


More steep streets

More steep streets


Light reflections

Light reflections


The great emporer

The great emporer


The great emporer something something

The great emporer something something


Me vs. gay people

Me vs. gay people


Me vs. Swedish stew

Me vs. Swedish stew


Tobias and Dad

Tobias and Dad


Tobias and dad better

Tobias and dad better

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We slept on the train

I woke up with retardedly awful stomach cramps today. I assumed they were from period times, but really I had no idea. I went to buy ibuprofen but that didn't really work, so I was miserable again... blah. Also, it was not period time, so I don't know what it was. We tried to find the Harry Potter festival, but that wasn't starting until night time. Then we went to an art gallery, which was mostly abstract. I liked the sculptures the best I think. Richard Mortensen I think is the famous Danish abstract artist. On the way to Copenhagen, dad made us get off a stop too early and then we were almost late for our last connection in Malmo. We would have been totally screwed if we didn't run to catch it. Also, my strange stomach sickness continued.

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Another day in Odense

There is not a lot to do in Odense, besides things related to Hans Christian Andersen. It was where this person was born and grew up. So there are a million statues and a few parks with his name on them. We walked around looking at these things and really really old church that was burnt down in the 1000s and built back up again. There also was a crypt in the bottom with the remains of a few martyrs in there.

Niels sleeps until around 4 p.m. when he works the night before, so when he woke up, we took him out to dinner. Then I insisted we watch an old black and white Danish movie, which was awesome.

Odense street

Odense street


Odense street again

Odense street again


Me vs. liver and mushrooms

Me vs. liver and mushrooms


Odense city hall

Odense city hall


Not sure

Not sure


Church in Odense

Church in Odense


Church again

Church again


Hans Christian Andersen park

Hans Christian Andersen park


Park

Park


Paper boat

Paper boat


Me vs. paper boat

Me vs. paper boat


Cute river

Cute river


Cute part of town

Cute part of town


Old houses

Old houses


Me vs. HC Andersen

Me vs. HC Andersen


Different crosswalk

Different crosswalk


Counting up the bikes

Counting up the bikes


Don't remember

Don't remember


Me vs. Danish beer

Me vs. Danish beer


Me vs. pop tart like item

Me vs. pop tart like item


Me vs. Danish danish

Me vs. Danish danish


Art museum

Art museum


museum

museum


Odense museum

Odense museum


Lady with a face

Lady with a face


Niels and dad at his house

Niels and dad at his house


Train station

Train station


Dad with jelly donut

Dad with jelly donut


Me in my bunk

Me in my bunk

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