My lips moved as I read silently an entry I saw in my Facebook feed. I then turned to Odd, who was watching the telly.
“Oddis,” I said with the S lingering further and my voice mixed with a tinge of sweetness. “Is it possible for you to take some free time from work this coming Saturday?”
“Why?” he said, looking slightly annoyed as he pressed the remote leaving the show he was watching on pause. It seemed I inadvertently interrupted a good show, but this was a pressing matter.
“Well, there is this Viking Village and it’s open for a week,” I said, trying to mimic a sweet blonde girl complete with some eyelash batting. Yes, I’m innately blonde of the stereotype variety. Sue me.
“I can arrange that,” he said with a smile. “You know it’s hard for me to say no to you.”
“Thank you!” I said and gave him a kiss on his cheek. “It’s in Gudvangen, by the way.”
“It’s 2 hours from Bergen,” he said and pressed the remote again to resume the show he was watching.
Saturday came and after an early antibiotics breakfast, we drove our way to Gudvangen.
It was fun and it felt like we were transported back in time or in a movie set. The organisers tried their best to make the experience as authentic as possible. The event was definitely on point and we would love to come back there again. You can check more about the Viking Village here.