Being a True Viking in Trondheim, Norway (Day Two)

My second day in Norway was quite eventful. And super snowy.

I loved every second of it.

Sonja and I started the day at the city center, doing all the normal tourist things. Mostly, I tried to figure out how on earth to walk on slush that had frozen over and become a solid block of ice. I'm quite proud to say I didn't fall on my ass once.

Evil, evil slush. You did not destroy me this time! 

I ended up taking way too many pictures, but can you blame me? Norway is one of the most beautiful countries I've been to. Poor Sonja probably got annoyed standing in the cold, waiting for me to take pictures of any and everything. It was refreshing to be in a place so picturesque, but not in a let's-please-the-tourists sort of way. 

BRING IT ON, SNOW. DO YOUR WORST! 

It eventually did its worst. My feet were about to freeze off, and Sonja couldn't stay outside for much longer (she's such a trooper). It was time to head inside for food: 

 A latte and some Skolebrød . 

 I forget the name of the above pastry, but OH SWEET LORD, it was a slice of heaven!! Norwegians sure know how to do their pastries and creams just right. 

We ventured back outside, but of course I had to stop and warm up when I found fire along the way: 

Honestly, the cold hardly bothered me...I was too amazed by all of this: 

By the end of the (way too short) trip, Sonja told me I was a 'True Viking' for braving the cold. As much as I love California, I now feel like I was missing out by not having a childhood with snow. There is something special about the white sparkly stuff that left me refreshed, shiny and new. I didn't feel exhausted from this trip whatsover. I just felt really, really happy. 

Norway is a new love. Sonja is a great friend. I miss it all, and I think I will have to visit again!