Can't believe I've only been over here two weeks. It seems like much, much longer than that.

I'm currently in Oslo central train station waiting for the night train to Stockholm. Foggy Dew Irish Pub, here I come! Also, I have a new goal in life. Before I die, I have to come back here and back pack through the fjords for a couple of weeks. Above the tree line. I spent hours drooling out the window on the return trip from Bergen. It's the most amazing scenery I've ever come across. The area is covered in sheer rocky cliffs, some glaciers, rivers, waterfalls, and all the shrubs are different shades of red, orange and brown. So, so gorgeous.

Mom and dad, or anyone who might ever have the chance to come through Norway - take the train from Oslo to Bergen, but get off in Myrdal and take the Flam scenic railways. It goes up through the fjord from the town of Myrdal to the town of Flam, and is supposed to be even more stunning than the Oslo-Bergen route. I was a little confused about the process and missed out, but if I could do it again I would stay overnight in Flam and hike around the next day before catching the train back. But no such luck, so instead, off to Stockholm.