The main activity of our summer has been the Cruise trip with MSC Poesia to Norwegian Fyords. We were a group of 8: Me, the organiser-as always, my husband and our son-as expected, my mom and her husband, my uncle and aunt and my grandfather. So group aged from 9 to 90.
Day 4 supposed to be at Flaam, however, a change in the schedule ruined many plans, luckily not ours. Before I joined to this cruise trip, I thought all route changes were due to weather conditions. But the case was, there was a big traffic accident in the tunnel, which was the only connection point of Flaam to real world. Moreover, this tunnel, wouldn’t be fixed for another week. This accident did not only effected the daily excursions, but also a B plan needed to be made for food and other supplies to the cruise. It is amasing to see a “problem solving” case. In the cruise (as always in about 10 languages) it was announced that all day trips were cancelled except the “Norwegian waterfalls and train journey” tour – which was the one that we have chosen and paid for.
Once more our day started with an early wake up and a quick breakfast and getting to the theater. This time the theater was not crowded at all, as it was only a few hundred of us that would be able get off. Once more we were counted and got on the orange lifeboats and get off to the land, at another small village called Vik.
Waving good bye to our Cruise, we first visited a very nice Church, one of the best examples of wooden churches in Norway
After the visit of the church, we got on our buses and started to climb the Fyords once more, with a couple of stops at some viewpoints.
Besides the many waterfalls we saw on our way, our first visit to a water fall was Tvindefossen: Twinfalls, which consists of two water falls (as you can imagine) joining together just before they fall. But the main attraction of the waterfall is the belief that you obtain the infinite life and youth if you drink from this water.
Filling the depots with infinite lives, we head to another little town of Voss, just by a lovely lake, and enjoyed our meals at a hotel and restaurant – named Fleicher’s Hotel – which was a hotel managed by fifth generation of a family. Finishing our meals of open buffet, we enjoyed a nice coffee on the sunny veranda of the hotel and a little walk by the lake, before we got on our train.
After the little walking and some shopping at a souvenirs shop, we went to the train station. Our first train took us to Myrdal and we took another train afterwards to Flaam, which was a 19th century train, going slowly enough to see all the waterfalls in the valley of Flaam. The train even stopped at one of the waterfalls to enjoy the cool, and take some photographs.
When we arrived the little Town of Flaam, we still had a few hours to spend. I and our son preferred to get on a touristic train to see the around, but I think it was very needless to do, as it meant another hour of sitting and watching around, which we were already doing all day. While we were stucked on this touristy thing with lots of babies and children, my uncle enjoyed a walk by the sea to find out a lovely deck with tiny sailboats, while my aunt did lots of shopping in a couple of souvenir shop, my husband and my grandfather relaxed at a cafe turned out from an old train and my mom and her husband did her daily meditation in their room.
While the sun was going down by the mountains we got on our cruise and watched the last minute shoppers. It looked a soo sad, while everybody getting on the cruise one by one, and the sun is lost very early, because of the high mountains around and only a few people remaining to wave goodbye to our cruise.