Enga mellom fjella

Day 104 ... maybe ...

When I was homeless I didn't count the days. But... two years was more than 104 days.

I should be thankful instead of complaining.

This trip has not gone as well as planned. That said, there have been many nice times and I always meet nice people.

Like the Swedish-Finn on the train yesterday. A lawyer! Well spoken in at least three languages. She reads two more...

"Swedes will fight to the last Finn."

Or in other words... willing to sacrifice others but not themselves.

Ah... the Swedes. Finns don't trust the Russians either.

Two hours... three? The train was delayed. Great talk about the Finns. History too. She'd even lived in Australia.

So I should be thankful.

Once in Lillehammer, I shared the room with Arne from Grimstad. Closer to my age but spoke English. Nice chat but it was late.

Great bed here. Great breakfast.

I could go to sleep for a week.

And I might but, I'd like to do that in Molde. Ideally I get back to Montana before July. Just need to buy tickets. There's no easy cheap direct way. High season... my bad. I should've known. Really... I should've known... because I look into these things to not be caught. I'm cautious with planning and miserly with spending money. Did okay in Ireland, Japan, South Africa, Portugal. Australia was challenging though. I'm under budget but I need to check my balance as I don't know how much I have left!

Once I have my ticket back...

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