Norway’s beauty is no secret whatsoever, though it should never be underestimated. During my time here, almost every location looked like a computer background. The fjords are unreal, even in person. Pictures do not do this country any justice.
In my last post, I talked about my first hike ever, and though I did not plan on a theme, I can’t not talk about my time on Pulpit rock: a busy, tourist destination during the day, made our own peaceful paradise in the early hours of the morning. Unlike my first hike, starting in the blazing sun, our Pulpit Rock hike began at 2 A.M. in the pitch black of night. Provided with head lamps, we set out into the wilderness.
It took hours and many breaks, but as we reached the peak, it was as though the grueling hike had never even happened. The sky, still dim from the unrisen sun, stretched on forever, only falling away behind the fjords. The water below reflected the brilliant colors of the heavens, connecting them to the earth in a way I only imagined before.
I simply had to call my parents, something I had only done a couple times the entire trip. If I had the chance, I would show anyone and everyone I’ve ever loved the view I had. I often describe the scenery of Norway as “screen-saver-y,” but this view felt oddly real. I felt a connection to the world around me I had never experienced before.
Today, I am headed home after my program. It is a sad day, and my time abroad truly flew by. Many of my experiences were “unforgettable,” though this one most of all. I see that sight when I close my eyes, and I know one day I have to return.