Live from Lyngby

Saturday, May 3rd

Ok, here's where the analogy completely falls apart.  No, we don't fight a big battle, or drown a ring in a pit of magma.  Rather, we took a boat ride and enjoyed the scenery.  However, we did see a troll.

We were off early and after leaving a note for our hosts we quietly snuck out of the flat and headed down to the main docks to grab the boat through the fjords to Flåm.  This trip was breathtaking and the views do leave you speechless.  It's quite difficult to find such pristine nature in east coast America and here it was everywhere.  Small hills dot the landscape but otherwise it is relatively undisturbed.

Here are some of them:



After the six hour ride we arrived in Flåm.  Flåm is a small town with nothing to do but the view is spectacular.  They warned us there would be nothing to do but it is highly touted for tourists to visit so we figured there must be some truth to it.  There wasn't.  Anyway, we got food, as the grocery store was closing at 3 and we had nothing to eat for the evening.  This hostel was a little worse but did have a range to cook on so we would be able to make some pasta.

We then asked for the most difficult hiking trail and started up towards the waterfall.


Following a fairly steep trail about 2/3rds of the way up the side of the fjord we were able to get some spectacular views of the valley and the town.



Once we got back we were all hungry so we made some pasta.  After this Daniel was tired and went to sleep while Nacho, Luis, and I went out to experience Flåm's nightlife: