After a night in Bergen and a rather awe-inspiring train journey across Norway, we had finally arrived with our friends Mariell and Jostein. I’d seen pictures of their place plenty of times on Mariell’s blog, but I still don’t think I could quite believe it was possible to live somewhere quite so beautiful, especially knowing they had moved from London to this.
Another big change in their lives since I last saw them was the arrival of little Saga. Again, I was kind of in disbelief that my friends had actually produced a walking, (almost) talking child, but just a glance at her cheeky little face and there is no doubt she’s her parents child. We became best buddies, and I spent time hanging out on the floor with her playing cars and reading books.
Our time on the farm was very relaxed. We’d wake and join the early-risers for a breakfast spread at the table, followed by some playtime, and then a trip out to see a local spot. We marvelled at the Borgund Stave Church, had a wander through their picturesque local town (more on that coming!), took a mini-hike up the winding Filefjell Kongevegen and flew our drone over the beautiful fjords.
Our adventures would always be followed by a hearty dinner (one evening we brought a little bit of the UK to Norway and prepared a roast) and a game that we’d play until we were half asleep – it became our tradition.
After a final wander through the wild flowers and across a rather scary bridge, it was time for us to head home. Mariell had baked us as many cinnamon buns as we could possibly carry home, and they were cooling on the doorstep when we returned. We bagged them up, still warm, and said our goodbyes. I’m hoping it would be quite as long until we see them again!
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