Norway, Part I
Back in September, we finally made it. A trip I've been meaning to take pretty much my entire life. Norway. My father grew up there. During my childhood he went back a few times to look after the family homestead, a farm. I was not allowed to join him as I would miss too much school. So frustrating. He brought back photos. Old Kodacolor snapshots. He assured me they did not capture the true beauty. He was right. I will share several images here, and as good as they are, most simply don't recreate the texture and breadth. We began in Oslo. I immediately took to it. Felt as inviting and safe as any large city I've visited. I also immediately appreciated the lower air temperatures - highs in the fifties, lows in the forties (Farenheit). A needed break from South Florida heat. We found a good place for dinner down the street from our hotel - Den Glade Gris. I had their signature offe...
