Yesterday we went for a drive up in the mountains with Per-Tore (2nd cousin once removed) and Liv. It was so beautiful, very picturesque. There were old farms and cabins set against a background of green- green of every shade. And the buildings are colorful; deep red, green, golden yellow, white, and even black. The water in the fiords was like glass. I'm not exactly sure of the route but I know that we stopped at Lillehamar and saw the Olympic ski jump. We also stopped at Hamar on the way back, which is the area where my ancestors come from. It's beautiful rolling hills and farms everywhere. We went to the church where my great-great-grandfather, Ander Christansen, is buried, although we don't know exactly where. Later that evening we had a delicious dinner at Per-Tore and Liv's home, which was lovely.
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| The oldest natural stone bridge in Northern Europe. |
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| Me, Per-Tore, and Liv eating fishcakes |
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| Farms outside the Hamar area. |
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| More farmland. |
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| Church where my ancestors are buried. |
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