Go to Hell? Why not?
20th July 2018
Where are we? Trondheim, Norway
Our time in Sweden has come to an end and it is time for us to head to Norway, after all that is the whole reason for this trip. Although we were only in Sweden for a short time it has set a high standard for Norway to live up to, we really enjoyed our time there. Before heading to Norway we needed to stop at a supermarket, we have read all about the high price of food in Norway so it seems like a good idea to stock up with as much as we possibly can. Once this is taken care of it is off we go. The weather changed slightly on the way and we got drenched by a downpour, not literally because we were driving in Sven at the time but it made the road conditions a bit treacherous as it came down so quickly there was loads of surface water so we needed to take it slowly. It passed over though and we were soon crossing the border into Norway, if we had blinked we might have missed it which was surprising, given we were leaving the EU and entering the EEA I had expected at least to be having our passports checked. About 2 minutes after entering Norway Jess saw an elk in the trees near the side of the road. No one else saw it though so she started to doubt whether it was real or if it was just a model but it would seem pretty strange to have a random elk model so I am sure it was real and we will keep a look out for more on our travels. There are certainly plenty of signs warning of them. The driving in Norway was also quite slow going but I think this is just something we will need to get used to, the roads are so scenic and windy that you just cannot race along. Anyway, the whole reason for us entering Norway where we have was to satisfy the childish humour that lurks within us, we wanted to go to Hell. Yes, Hell is a place in Norway and for the same reason we went to Ars-en-Re in France and Peniscola in Spain we knew we had to stop in Hell. There is not much to see in Hell so we just went to the train station and took our photos in front of the sign for Hell and had a picnic lunch on the lawn there. We made endless jokes along the lines of ‘Hell yeah’, ‘Go to Hell’, ‘Hell and back’ and that sort of thing. There was no special place reserved for us in Hell because there were no campsites there so we needed to go and find where we were staying for the night. It wasn’t far so it didn’t take us long until we were all checked in. It is a funny thing and difficult to explain exactly what it is but we tend to get a feeling about campsites. So for example the last couple of campsites in Sweden just felt really comfortable and welcoming and the campsite today just didn’t for some reason. We got friendly welcomes at all three although the Swedish campsites were smaller and family owned so it was more personal. The locations are all beautiful but with a bigger site there is more feeling of being crammed in so everyone can enjoy the beautiful view. Then there are little things such as paying extra for showers or wifi (and Sweden with free wifi set a pretty high standard here to be honest) or the location of the playground. It is very subjective and personal but there is no getting away from the fact that in some places we just feel more comfortable than in others. Our mission I think will be to search out these types of sites as we travel.
What have we learned? Before charging ahead and checking in to a campsite we should take some time to think whether it is the right place for us.