The night boat from Denmark to the Norwegian Egersund gives
me plenty of opportunity to meet my fellow-travellers.
Theres this woman from Copenhagen, for instance, who
recounts her adventures from all over the world and this student,
ready to have a go in the cycling classic Trondheim-Oslo.
Hes so over the moon about it that he is trying to talk
me into participating myself (more about this later on).
After an unsteady night aboard the Fjord Line
Ferry I set foot ashore in Norway accompanied by a friendly
Norwegian man who happens to live in the vicinity of my picnic
spot. He invites me in to share a delicious and wholesome
meal in his cosy house. A few photos have to immortalise our
meeting and we take leave with the promising words "one
day we will cycle together to Santiago de Compostela
but from Belgium, please!"
All by myself again I increase the pace. Uphill, standing
on my pedals and once on the top I throw my weight on them
and speed downhill leaning forward on my steering wheel.
Racing rapidly along the descent I pass a sporty young lady
and have to restrict myself to a swift "Hellooo ....!"
Luckily downhill I have to wait for my ferry or I would never
have met the charming German-Irish Anni. To be accurate I
have to tell you that Anni is German but feels 90% Irish after
spending a year in Cork.