norwegian

An Immigration in Reverse

8 April 2010

The Setesdal valley is a spectacular combination of deep ravines, straight-sided cliffs and rushing rivers. The road follows the river, passing waterfalls, skirting canyons, and weaving through small towns, farms and villages. One of those villages is called Bjørnarå, and I think that’s where my family comes from. I met a cousin of mine, Cecilie, […]

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Norwegian Introduction

7 March 2010

I had arrived in Norway full of hope, but was quickly disconcerted by the language barrier and the poor directions I had from the hostel I had booked. It was a Friday night. I had flown from London and had taken the bus into Oslo from the airport, 2½ hours away. The bus station is […]

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