Nynorsk, fellow Vikings!
I had finally trekked far north enough to see the Land of the Midnight Sun!
Alas, my voyage was not yet complete for I heard the call of the High Seas.
By Odins Beard, twas a Norwegian Adventure that beckons!
Awaiting my vessel, I had visions of Norway past and present.
From the Vikings of yore to the seafarers of modern times, Norway is one with the Spirit of the Sea.
Ah, There she sits!
And what a fine vessel she is.
Sculpted out of what appears to wood, she could stand with any in the Viking Fleet.
I boarded and took command at once.
I seek the Spirit of Norway and was prepared for peril and adventure!
Battling trolls and polar bears, I steered clear of dangerous waterfalls
Not to mention the
floating oil rigs?!?!?
But in the end, I discovered the beauty and charms of this Scandanavian land
I docked at a small Norwegian village and took some time to explore.
Several stores lined the coast and if you just take the time to sit and listen, you can literally hear the hustle and bustle of the villagers.
From merchants to traders to fisherman, the Norwegians were going about their day all around us.
Next to other incoming Viking ships, smaller crafts for fishing were being prepared for a days work.
Finally the large doors opened and I made my way across the aisle.
While some stopped and sat in preparation for the documentary, I had more adventures awaiting!
Upon exit, a friendly troll was there to provide directions to my next destination!
Back in the Norwegian countryside, I decided to take in the sights.
The Puffins Roost is a nice place to shop for all your Viking needs from swords and shields to helmets and flags.
No true Scandanavian should pass it by!
Next stop was to wander by the Castle Akershus.
This famous fortress protected Oslo and has survived many a siege throughout the years.
Its might and reputation are so strong that is now houses several fair maidens of the land.
To dine with those princesses would be an experience unto itself and well worth the cost.
So much moreso than other," more costly castles of the realm.
From royalty to honor, we next find the Stave Church and the exhibit of our ancestors.
A mighty Viking stands guard over this shrine of legends such as Eric the Red.
Many a passerby overlooks this hidden gem and tis well worth a quick visit.
If nothing other than the climate control within such wizardry protects this shrine!
But there are several of my brethren discussed in detail along with one of our finest vessels for display.
Outside the doors of the church once stood a reproduction of said vessel.
It had since been broken down for wood and supplies necessary to help the lass Kim Possible hold off some modern day villains.
All that remains is the dragon head mast of the majestic craft.
Lastly, as we depart the country of the North, we find a troll camoflauged by his surroundings.
He seems to be part of some Festival taking place in these parts but I have no time for such things.
The call of adventure leads me South and back to the new land.
I shall trade in my helmet for a sombrero and continue my trek across the seas.
To Victory or Death!
Whos with me?