Little Icelander

Growing up my grandma would talk about being Icelandic.  She didn’t know much about the family leaving Iceland as her father and mother divorced when she was very young.  But she would tell us the story about her great-great Icelandic grandmother pulling a handcart across the plains to Spanish Fork, Utah when she immigrated from […]

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Bergen, Norway

  There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile, He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile; He bought a crooked cat which caught a crooked mouse, And they all lived together in a little crooked house. –Mother Goose Being in Norway the first time was great fun but going back […]

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Before the Cruise – A Stop in Berlin

I’ve always wanted to go to Scandinavia – something always called to me about it, most especially Norway.  It wasn’t until I visited Iceland, where I discovered my Icelandic heritage is rooted in Norway (as well as Scotland), that this affinity for Scandinavia began to make sense. It seemed logical to take a cruise of […]

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Break a leg …

Break a leg is the old expression typically used to wish success to actors and musicians as they start their performance. For others, it is a saying of…. Well…. in the literal sense – a description of my trip to Tallinn, Estonia. Day 2, yes, DAY TWO, of the cruise…. We get into port in […]

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Fearless Girl

It’s been almost two weeks since I tripped, fell and broke my leg in Estonia.   We are on the last leg of this latest adventure through Scandinavia, returning to Oslo for a few days. I love Oslo. I loved it the first time we visited, and I love it more now that I get to spend […]

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