DAY 18, NPL

I had heard rumors that it was going to be a lot of water in Reisadalen (where I was heading), because of a lot of rainy days and the melting snow… My, how the rumors were true!
When it finally stopped raining, I found myself in the marshes knee-deep in water and surrounded by mosquitoes. For an hour, I stumbled on, trying not to go insane. I barely succeeded, but when I reach the mountain, my ally against the bloodsuckers was there and blew them all away. Sweat relief!

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IN MEMORIAM

In memory of my grandmother, I have put together some of the pictures I took of her in 2013. It was around the time I was studying photography, and I made a documentary about her.

Even though she was fighting the illness MS, she was so full of life, always there with a smile and a warm hug.
Her love was unconditional, and I will always remember her as a kind, warm and playful grandma.

Mormor.

Now you are free.

  End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.  White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise - Gandalf // Tolkien

End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.

White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise - Gandalf // Tolkien