To dager i Brummundal

I just spent a delightful few days with Per and Astrid Standal, some cousins who live in Brummundal. It was wonderful to see them again after almost five years. They were the ultimate hosts plying me with good food, wine, and great old family stories. They even made sure that I had dessert every night, obviously they knew the quickest way to my heart. Basically I felt completely spoiled by them. The first night I was there, Astrid gave me a Bunad, a Norwegian national costume! I was speechless. I have no idea what I need to do to deserve this type of royal treatment but I am gonna have to figure something out:) On Tuesday we visited their daughter Siri who lives on a ranch with, I kid you not, 45 Icelandic horses. I went riding for the first time in four years and it was great. The horse I rode was named Isildur. They told me it was an Icelandic name but all you Lord of the Rings fans out there probably can guess the initial image that name evoked in my mind. God, I'm a nerd sometimes.

Per, Siri, and Astrid at middag.

Typisk Norsk

Isildur og Jeg

Per and Astrid on a walk nearby their house. It was really a beautiful few days up there. And I thought I would show the cool way the snow has been melting. It has been melting underneath over the rivers and even over the ground. See, it's great because you never know when your foot is going to go through and get completely wet. Really fun!