Norway. A frozen land where there are fjords, trolls and fish, fishing boats and windswept fishermen’s hands to be washed with nitrogen. There’s also the dreaded caraway schnapps and snowy mountains. There are also wooden churches that Vargs Vikernes couldn’t blow, black metal, depression, melancholy and a lot of suicides. Even there, people don’t use curtains at home, so everyone can watch the dreaded raisin white bread being eaten or lying depressed on the sofa. In Norway, they also don’t give cake and smoked sausage rings, and invigorating drinks are covered with a black tarpaulin in stores on Sundays so that you can’t get to them, because it’s not free. On the other hand, those who want to increase their knowledge will immediately associate Norway with Knut Hamsun and his harsh peasant ways, Henrik Ibsen and his facial beard or Edvard Munch and his “The Scream”. A wonderful and colorful land. I went to Norway to visit my sister, with the silent hope of luring her and her family to the grave. Fortunately, it worked, so in the new episode of “Grave Detective” I follow the footsteps of Edvard Munch and Henrik Ibsen’s grave. To leave.
A short flight – an eternal journey
2023-06-11 21:00:00
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