It has been MONTHS since I last wrote about my Norwegian adventure! I haven’t stopped reflecting on my time in Norway with such incredible hosts. I stayed with Kjell, who was my mom’s foreign exchange student in high school. I hadn’t met him prior to staying with him, and it was great to hear about his time in America with my mom, uncle, and grandparents! I was also touched to meet his wife and children; they are truly a second family to me.
One of my favorite, and perhaps most memorable parts, of my two weeks in Norway were the boat rides Kjell took me on. We were able to see his many summer homes and have great conversations along the way.
Above is Kjell’s parent’s home. The red shed is where I would be asked to help him gut the fish we caught in the North Sea, little would I know!
I remember that afternoon like it was yesterday; Kjell was taking me through the neighborhood on one of the family’s fishing boats. He was showing me all of his favorite fishing spots, while sharing childhood memories. I felt so close to him and I felt like I reliving his fondest memories.
We eventually stepped out of our fishing boat and hiked a little bit. He showed me his favorite spots where he, his siblings, and neighbors would play; Kjell even showed me the only spot where small flowers could grow along the sea!
After some light hiking, Kjell and I had to cut the fish we caught in the North Sea (Kjell: 5, me: 2). I didn’t have it in me to cut the fish, so I kept his mom company as Kjell prepared the fish for cooking.
I remember feeling guilty for “taking the life of two fish,” but Kjell cracked a joke that made me feel so much more at ease! He said, “Well, think about this, you’re feeding my sweet mother. Without you, she wouldn’t have dinner tonight!” It made me laugh more than I probably should’ve! And that was the best seafood I’ve ever had 🙂