It is all about the journey. It had better be.


I use that expression all the time, and I believe in it wholeheartedly. The journey though life is the destination, and noticing it and being present is a recipe for greater happiness. That said, Josh has booked us on a doozy of a journey today that will take us on a train from Oslo to Myrdal (which we are on right now and which will last 4 hours, 42 minutes), followed by a trip on the Flam Railway (1:27pm), connecting to a fjord boat trip to Gudvangen (3:10pm), followed by a local bus to Voss (5:45pm), and finally a train again to Bergen (7:20pm, arriving at 8:34pm). For those that are counting, that will make for over 12 hours of┬átraveling, with some supposedly spectacular views, although it is raining and the part we are on right now is not very interesting visually. And some sadist at the booking office put our reserved seats in the “family” car of this train, where we are surrounded by screaming children and diapers. On the bright side, I have headphones and internet.


  1. mom says:

    At least you may see some interesting scenery. I traveled 12 hours from San Francisco to Indianapolis, and mainly saw a lot of O’Hare airport. (And if it makes you feel better, between SF and Chicago (where the plane was “delayed” for three hours), I sat next to a 2 1/2 year old.

    So my kvetch wins.