Trondheim, Norway
one Glorious Day
It might have been the cloudless sky & sunshine.
Or being close to the sea & surrounded by mountains.
Or visiting a city after a month in the countryside, working on a farm.
But, I really loved this city.
I walked around Trondheim for one day thinking to myself, “I could live here.”
A feeling my nomadic ways rarely give into.
It might have also been that everything just went so very right.
I was sent off from my first Work Away experience with a jar of homemade blackberry jam and a pair of handmade socks, the color of which I had unknowingly chosen weeks before: pink and purple.
An epic train ride followed the hugs and good byes. Eight hours through stunning landscapes. Norway is a very large, very long country. A train journey is a particularly dreamy thing, even when sat next to someone who wants to talk for hours when you just want to look out the window. I refused to be annoyed, entertained the conversation, and still had four hours to share with my window, once my neighbor fell asleep.
After arriving, luck, fate, the universe, whatever force it was setting everything in motion would guide me to my first couch surfing spot: a tiny house built by a young couple in a very funky neighborhood. To use a very Scandinavian descriptor, it was the most cozy spot imaginable. Upon which I awoke to a gloriously cold, brilliantly sunny day in Trondheim.
This tiny house couch surfing spot was so magical I am writing up the whole story, stay tuned.
The day I spent in Trondheim was no different than any other city dwelling day. I walked around beautiful neighborhoods, drank coffee, peeped in shops, bookstores, and groceries, visited the cathedral, walked along the seaside boulevard, and ate falafel. I walked until I had a blister on one little toe, until my phone died from taking too many pictures in the cold, until it was dark. Then my one day in Trondheim ended sitting by the fire with new friends and a little mug of whiskey.