Donnerstag, 19. August 2010

Anchors aweigh!











There is no train to North from Bodo, so I took the (former) postal ship Hurtigruten. While most travellers were accommodated in cabins, backpackers could sleep in the lounge after midnight – I felt a mixture between cruise ship and blind passenger.

I was completely enthusiastically by the journey between islands and fjords, aside from that I was responsible for Nothing for a while.

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