This is the American College of Norway
Here's where I live
This is one side of the waterfall I cross to get to town
The beach of one of the fjords
A little boardwalk/ dock
Having lived in land-locked areas my whole life, I have never seen semi-trucks being loaded onto a huge freight ship
Moss from the Island
Some boats and the bridge between Moss and the island
More boats
A little harbor/ bay area with shops and a big ass boat
Boardwalk/ dock again
The Norwegian Lady. She waits for the safe return of the men at sea. Apparently there is an identical statue in Virginia Beach, because that is one of Moss's sister-cities
The walkway to the beach/ boardwalk
This is the city's crest, the golden crow. The story goes that hundreds of crows circled the town's church and alerted the townspeople that the church was on fire, thus saving it from ruin
The church the crows saved
One of the many steep, icy hills in town. Norwegians don't clear the sidewalks. Apparently nobody sues here because "it's your fault you have stupid shoes on"
This is the other side of the waterfall and the now defunct paper mill. The mill is the reason that Moss has a faint, oh-so-pleasant sulfur smell. It looks cool, though
The pictures pretty much accurately capture what Moss has looked like every day I have been here thus far. It actually kind of reminds me of southern Ohio in the winter: gray, dreary, but manageable. The darkness thing is not as bad as I thought it would be, the sun rises at about 8:00am or so and sets at 4:30pm-ish. Not awful, but not great. I think this is it for right now. I am anticipating that teaching 4 classes will slow down the progress of this little blog, so don't be surprised if I don't post as frequently. These are charmed days where I have little to do and still possess the energy to do things beyond teach and read...
I miss you and your humor already.....you better post as often as you can!!
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