While my office mates are scattering south in search of beaches and tans, I’m headed north for some freakin’ midnight sun and glaciers.
Norway is, in a word, intense. Take a ferry through a fjord and count how many times you say, “wow”. The water is literally green – something to do with how the sediment reflects light. Lines of silver-white waterfalls tumbling down the cliffs, shorelines speckled with red-roofed cottages, and glaciers, people. GLACIERS.
Don’t even get me started on the Viking Museum in Oslo. The ships are legit – curly ends and everything. The ships were found buried in mounds, the tombs of elite Viking people. That the graves were unearthed and (ahem) raided to create the museum was a bit of irony.
At this time of year, you can wander around fjords and gather lichen well past 10:00 pm, bathed in the glow of the Nordic sun. It was something I never got used to, falling asleep in lingering light, only to have the sun rise again around 3:00 am!
So, lichen. It’s what grows in the wild tundra of Norway’s exquisite mountains, above the tree line. You might just spot a glacier while you’re up there, gathering your lichen.
Why lichen, you might ask? Well, to make Lichen Bread, of course.