Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Awakening in the storm this morning: rain and especially a strong wind that flattened the tent. But now like a man the north, it left me rather indifferent. I folded my things and I went south with the heating on. I greeted the North sea, the seagulls and Norway, which already feel the nostalgia, and through the land of the Sami in Finland are past the dear old euro. The streets are impressive compared to the Finnish Norwegian: the 100 is already the limit and not 90, then they are straight as a runway without hotwheel around the death, with ups and downs, in the midst of forests, so you do not see nothing but trees ( look at the reindeer!).
Inari I come to the shores of a large lake which is much more restless sea I've seen so far, I find the campsite and go to sleep.
0 comments:
Post a Comment