I just took a trip through Northern Europe with my dad. We flew into Copenhagen, rented a car, then drove up through Sweden to Norway, where we spent a couple days outside Oslo. We walked through the city of Oslo, went to a viking ship museum, then drove down to Kristiansand and went to the zoo. It was amazing. We saw capybaras.
We then took several ferries to get down to Germany through Denmark. We spent a night in Hamburg. I don’t recommend it. We drove over to Switzerland where we spent several days in Interlaken with people from all over Europe who are a part of my home church, the Lighthouse. It was the trip of a lifetime.
Two years ago, I took another trip of a lifetime. I went to Ireland, where I spent ten days touring and writing to be part of a coffee table book. That book didn’t end up being what it could have been, but that’s besides the point. It was there that I really started dreaming about driving through Norway with my dad. His entire heritage is Norwegian, and it was really cool to see where we came from. Next time we’ll spend more time just in Norway, and maybe travel up to see the fjords.
But this trip was one that I think we both really needed. While we were overseas we hit the year mark of my mother’s passing. It’s hard to believe it’s been a whole year. We got to see beautiful landscapes that she would have loved. We rode a gondola up a mountain and hiked across, looking down on houses and lakes and trees. We drank coffee and ate chocolate.
This was a trip that I’ll always be thankful for.