Speedy train, climbing, descending. Swaying. 

The distant blue mountains, the green forests, the lakes and rivers along this beautiful way, are like gifts to my eyes and soul. It is just to take it all in and repose in the peace of the view... 

 

 

 

Looking just outside the window is however less peaceful... The precipices are sometimes very steep. What if...?

 

Making a short stop in

and then getting down a dark tunnel, wouldn't you start to wander...what the...?

 

Strindfjorden a few minutes before arriving in Trondheim.

 

For my return trip two days later, the train was cancelled between Hell and Storlien and replaced by a bus from Stjørdal due to the hot weather. During that bus trip, I was in the good company of a young woman who told me about her studies and her family and friends. It's one of the wonders of travelling, meeting new people, learn about their lives. And then, when having different directions to take, you say good bye. And let them go; out of your life as quickly as they just entered. Letting go... It is sometimes not that difficult. Somehow they have made an impact on your life. Mysteriously, they might remain, like a footprint in your soul. Yet, when you haven't attached, there is a kind of freedom in the meeting and the  letting go. That too, is, as the nature, a kind of peace.