Monday, August 07, 2006

Morning seaside

We woke refreshed and ready for the day's adventure. OK It was not an early morning- we crawled out of bed sometime around 10 and ate breakfast. Then we decided to stay one more night for sure, checked with reception that it was OK and headed out to town. I had spied a few nice places last evening, and was eager to share them with Eitz. First we went to the bank to exchange money. (Their one crown piece has a hole in the middle and they have a 200 crown bill. Swedes don't) Then we went to a dock to sit and enjoy the view. It was an old wooden dock and the tide was low.(lower center in the picture) We didn't want to go down on the last couple of steps because they were slimey and slicker than snot on a door knob. We just sat there , mostly in silence, and enjoyed the beauty of God's creation. I think we both were also picking out a route to climb up the mountian at one time or another. We watched the fish in the water, and imagined how tough it must be to be a fish.
Here is the view we had while sitting on the dock looking out toward the fjords. We would later be riding motorcycle in the mountians in the background and beyond. The dock you see in the picture is where we had our morning fika before we walked around in the old town.



It is next to impossible to explain the feeling of sitting on the water and having a huge mountian rising up beside you. It is both intimidating and comforting, awsome and steadfast. (Kind of reminds me of God!) Those mountians have been there for centuries, and I suddenly felt small. That made all my worries and problems seem very insignificant! If those mountians can have that effect on me, how much more so should my God have an even larger effect on me, fact being that He has been around longer than the mountians, and think he is probably a bit bigger than those mountians as well.


We walked around the old shopping district, picked up a few presents for the family, and bought a few food stuffs (macadamian nuts, fruit, etc.) Then we went back to the docks to have an afternoon fika(coffee break or snack for those of us who don't drink coffee).



Here is the view upriver to the left
and down river to the right.



I will have to continue tomorrow. Have a good day everyone.

2 comments:

Jean said...

More awesome photos!! And please, daughter dear, translate "fika" for your American readers. It sounds like it could be a trip to the bathroom!!

Rose said...

The pictures are awesome! I love hearing the story of your trip, too. How fun!