Arriving in Ålesund

After a night’s worth of sailing from Bergen we arrived in Ålesund (62° N) where there was already plenty of snow to see, much to my delight.

The sailing was more than I expected, but bearable. Sleeping in rough seas was new to me. It can be best described as strong airplane turbulence, or being in an unpredictable elevator that accelerates and decelerates rapidly every 5 seconds or so: at one point you feel almost weightless, and the next weighed down. One person told me they were actually afraid to get out of bed, which I guess comes from the complete randomness of it all. Luckily, I didn’t experience any motion sickness, but I did develop an intimate understanding of why sailors have beards. The keen-eyed might even spot a nick in later photos that I missed for a good couple of hours.Read more