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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9 February 2010
Day 5 — or 6 or whatever it was — dawned in Doolin, a small village near the Cliffs of Moher. I was loathe to leave the Aille River Hostel, where I had stayed for two nights. It was so cozy, and exactly what I needed for a bit of a respite. It was out […]
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