Every adventure should include a messenger who provides the lesson of your visit. Oslo is on a hill. From the central train station, it climbs steadily. Four miles up is Frogner Park— a grand stretch of green. Advancing to the pinnacle, we passed a mass of bronze,...
Dateline: August, 2064. Remembering Before the Great Awokening It is a relief these days. At 106, no one expects anything from me. Everything I do and remember is a miracle. This morning I am remembering a visit to London, when I thought, that I was old and the world...
In Stockholm, we stayed in a once grand home on the edge of town now filled with junk, mold, and a dangerous set of stairs. It was super cheap and offered rye crackers, cheese, and oatmeal for breakfast. Sweden’s capital is bigger and prettier than Oslo. The...
We are staying in a town, a fifteen-minute train ride from Oslo. Our place is atop a hill: two rooms in the back of a house with a view of fjords and islands. We can hear the freeway at the bottom of the hill but can’t see it. A family of deer frequents the yard,...
While we were in Groningen, Prime Minister Mark Rutte, head of the recently defeated Neo-Liberal WD, (a political party for free markets, social freedoms like euthanasia and same-sex marriage, the EU, and support for Ukraine) became NATO’s Secretary General. The New...
