Sailing by the island of Stord
I have been sailing and I love it. Eating winkles (strand snegler) and enjoying the occasional good weather in Norway. I am waiting for the guy from Alaska to turn up so we can travel together to northern norway.
Oh, one funny story: when I was in the festival in the Hebrides, a guy who was very drunk, said a few times that he would like to marry me tomorrow. I was rather sober and said "yeah yeah, right". The following day, I spotted him and walked up to him with an enthusiastic smile, informing him that we were going to marry eachother today. (there was actually a priest on the island) His jaw dropped and he gave me a frightened, paranoid hungover look. I just smiled and gleefuly (nastily) stayed very close to him whilst talking about our future together. Of course without any desire to spend the rest of my days with him. Hahaha Very funny. hahaha. Silly drunk men.
My friend Robert came and picked me up from the Hardangerfjord in his beautiful yacht. Idyllic. Beer and seafood chowder awaited me aboard the boat.
