Shoes of a Nomad

Walking in Stockholm Over a Bridge, and Over Another Bridge, and Into an Ice Bar

Walking in Stockholm Over a Bridge, and Over Another Bridge, and Into an Ice Bar
I took a morning flight from Bergen, Norway, to Stockholm Sweden after exploring the fjords in Norway the day before. I had to giggle at the lightheartedness of the airport restrooms. I have to admit my ignorance, though, as I had no idea the population of Stockholm is three times bigger than Oslo. This fact was quite offensive to my…

Exploring the Fjords in Norway.

Exploring the Fjords in Norway.
My second day in Norway found me shuffling to the central train station in Oslo at the break of dawn. I broke one of my general rules about traveling (don't patronize American based chain establishments) and got coffee at Starbucks inside the train station before boarding the train. The good thing about jet lag is that the constant exhaustion makes…

Finding the Vikings

Finding the Vikings
From the sculpture park, I wandered over near the water, to Bygdoy, a peninsula region of Oslo facing downtown across the water. The walk was farther than I had expected, but it was a nice day and I enjoyed seeing the Royal farm along the way. The heavy clouds gave way as I walked, and the warm sun came out.…

Feet Down in Oslo, Norway

Feet Down in Oslo, Norway
When my feet touched down in Oslo, Norway, it was 5 am local time. The airport was deserted except for those from my flight. I flagged a taxi at the airport to get to my hotel. I love to talk with taxi drivers. They are usually fascinating people, and always have good stories. This driver was no exception, he told…

Flying Forward to Norway

Flying Forward to Norway
I never sleep well the night before a trip.  I'm too excited to start my adventure, too nervous that I'll oversleep or forget something, too tired from running through my checklist in my head for all the things I have to arrange at home before I go. This time, as I lugged my backpack onto the scale for the Icelandair…

We are Wandering People

We are Wandering People
When I was 19 years old, I boarded a plane with a rack full of test tubes and flew off to Germany to work in a research lab for the summer. I was so nervous that I was literally shaking. Nervous from seeing my parents’ sad faces as I walked through security at the Minneapolis airport and headed off into…
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