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Chicago Bound!

Chicago Bound!

By on 30-05-15 in Blog | 0 comments

Ah Brockville.  You are a small town, no doubt about it.  This is my first ostensible stop on the way to Chicago.  Met up with a friend for coffee earlier today, ahead of the rest of the caravan, so I have a few hours to kill.  I’m going to leech Starbucks internet and air conditioning for a while and enjoy some quiet time.  I’m meeting the rest of the...

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The Last Before I Leave

The Last Before I Leave

By on 24-06-13 in Blog | 0 comments

Well, it’s my last night before I leave.  I’m just packing my stuff up, getting what I need ready for tomorrow, and getting my things in order.  I wish I could say that I spent my whole day touring around and soaking up as much of Oslo and Europe as I could before I went home, but then I’d be lying.  I didn’t do anything at all today....

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One Step Closer

One Step Closer

By on 23-06-13 in Blog | 0 comments

Travel day today.  Even if all I really did today was sit on the train for 5 hours combined (including a long layover as the train to Oslo was late), travel days are always exhausting.  I’m kind of dreading the actual trip home.  Three flights, fairly short and rushed layovers, starting at 4:30am Oslo time, ending at 3:15 (plus time for customs and passport...

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At Least There Weren’t Any Nazi Zombies…

At Least There Weren’t Any Nazi Zombies…

By on 22-06-13 in Blog | 0 comments

So you got a double dose of post for Thursday that I missed, and today I’m going to blog about my adventures exploring an old Nazi bunker complex.  A few minutes northeast of Arendal is an area that was taken over by the Nazis in World War 2 and turned into a bunker complex as it has ready access to the sea and seemed pretty strategically sound, as it was...

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Norway, You Remind Me of Home

Norway, You Remind Me of Home

By on 21-06-13 in Blog | 0 comments

This one will be a short one.  Yesterday was a travel day.  I left Stockholm early in the morning, destination, Arendal, via Oslo and Nelaug.  The Swedish high speed train was really annoying because the cabins weren’t pressurized, which meant that every time we went into a tunnel (and there were a LOT), my ears would pop, that feeling you get when...

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