When we booked tickets for Norway's famous Bergen to Oslo train trip we were told it would be a 'scenic adventure' so I was expecting something pretty beautiful. What I wasn't expecting is that beautiful didn't even begin to cover it.
Breathtaking is truly an understatement as this eight hour ride through the heart of the country's wilderness, from the costal fishing town of Bergen to the bustling capital of Oslo, left me with my face pressed up against the window and my mouth permanently open is awe.
We steamed through endless forests with gushing waterfalls and epic glacier fields covered in snow, passing scenes I thought only existed on postcards.
I loved the red, wooden houses with moss covered roofs, perched on cliff tops, and couldn't wipe the smile off my face as we passed through valleys where only the ripples from a little fleet of ducklings hurrying through crystal clear lake disturbed the mirror perfect reflection of the mountains above.
Half way through the trip we were joined by a cheery, middle age, French tour group, armed with cameras and as much awe and excitement as me, evident through the gasps of "Oh loh lah! La neige! C'est beau!" and "Vite! Dépêche-toi!" as they all hurried to snap the perfect shot of the endless glaciers before our view was once again hidden by the tunnels we took through the mountain base.
I took hundreds of pictures myself which I will post ASAP but here's a little sneak peak till then!
Breathtaking is truly an understatement as this eight hour ride through the heart of the country's wilderness, from the costal fishing town of Bergen to the bustling capital of Oslo, left me with my face pressed up against the window and my mouth permanently open is awe.
We steamed through endless forests with gushing waterfalls and epic glacier fields covered in snow, passing scenes I thought only existed on postcards.
I loved the red, wooden houses with moss covered roofs, perched on cliff tops, and couldn't wipe the smile off my face as we passed through valleys where only the ripples from a little fleet of ducklings hurrying through crystal clear lake disturbed the mirror perfect reflection of the mountains above.
Half way through the trip we were joined by a cheery, middle age, French tour group, armed with cameras and as much awe and excitement as me, evident through the gasps of "Oh loh lah! La neige! C'est beau!" and "Vite! Dépêche-toi!" as they all hurried to snap the perfect shot of the endless glaciers before our view was once again hidden by the tunnels we took through the mountain base.
I took hundreds of pictures myself which I will post ASAP but here's a little sneak peak till then!
This looks so incredible! Wish I was there! x
ReplyDeleteWe wish you were here too! Heaps of photos to show you soon, hope all your travel prep is going well!
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