I’m writing this post from possibly the most incredible place I’ve ever been! The fjords of western Norway.
I’ve come to the realisation that city hopping is not for me!
On this current trip so far, I’ve been away from home for 3 months (so far). Although I have enjoyed it – seeing new places, revisiting great
places I’ve been to before, catching up with friends… Something kind of felt like it was missing.
To start with I was just thinking to myself:
“Self; Are you never happy? You’re travelling, seeing new places… Enjoy it!”
I was talking to a friend about this last week, and we came to the conclusion the issue is cities. Especially in Western cultures, they’re all pretty much the same. Sure there are some differences, and it can be interesting – but it’s not the awe inspiring “WOW”, or culture shock that gives travel its excitement and real worth.
When asked what are some of my favourite travel experiences…
- Gobi Desert, Mongolia
- Camping with Berbers in the Sahara Desert, Morocco
- The mountains & villages of Bosnia
- Hiking in the jungles of Laos
Do you see a pattern emerging here?
I’ve spent most of the past 2 months in cities. Yes, the first 2 weeks were on a small island in Indonesia (and I loved it!), and I drove around the Northern Irish countryside a bit while I was there… But for the most part, I’ve been city hopping.
I don’t like cities!
Not to say they’re awful – they’re definitely worth a visit. But long term travel should be about seeing the rural areas. Seeing small village life. Hiking crazy mountains. Sitting in hammocks by a river with a good book and a beer.
Within a day of me coming to this realisation, my mother seemed to come to the realisation that I was going to be in Norway and had not planned a trip to see any fjords. Because Norway is so expensive (OMG so so very expensive. I thought Denmark & Sweden were expensive until I got to Norway!!! argh), I’d just planned 2 nights in Oslo before flying to Czech Republic.
Well, Mum wasn’t having a bar of this… And with some gentle convincing (and her telling me the birthday money she sent me HAD to be spent on a fjord trip), I found myself cutting my time in Sweden short and here I am… Currently sitting outside my little cabin in Flam, in western Norway. I’ve spent the last 2 days travelling here from Oslo and saw some of the most dramatic, amazing scenery I’ve ever seen!
I’ve also just realised that I’m currently the most north I’ve ever been! Flam is 1 degree (about 100km) further north than Saint Petersburg, Russia which was the previous winner.
Anyway, realisation happened. Lesson learnt. Less city hopping for me!
Don’t know why this seems to be such a big realisation – I’ve never been much of a city person, really. And I know that I have really enjoyed the rural areas and seeing what Mother Nature can do. Idiot, Adam – idiot!
I’ll write a post in the next few days that explains how you can organise this epic adventure through some of the most amazing, dramatic & breathtaking scenery in the world.
Anyway, now I have that out… I’m going to cook some dinner and then read about the Slovak countryside and decide on somewhere to spend a couple of weeks relaxing, hiking and taking in the country air.