A few poplar trees in Tuscany

And now? Well, on our maps it has become a bit emptier, not because the land ends here, but because it is not as touristy as Southern Norway. Because now we are slowly entering the northern part of the country. After a short detour to the "Norwegian Tuscany" #Inderøy (well, yes, cultivating a few fields and planting poplar trees does not make it Tuscany, but oh well) we drive along the E6 towards Narvik. The next scenic route on our list is: #Helgelandskysten, which we only partially drive because there are too many ferries and it's expensive and stuff.

That's why we stayed on the E6 until we reached Mo i Rana and only then drove onto the scenic route. Before that, we visited an impressive waterfall, #Laksforsen.

This route also offers many beautiful viewpoints: We visit a slightly spooky empty village (because it's already Sunday somehow and we lost track of time since the Atlantic Road), known for its ancient houses. Because in #Mosjøen along the Sjøgata (Sea Street) there are the oldest rows of wooden houses in Europe. Each little house also states what it used to be and what function it had, but unfortunately the information is in Norwegian. Nevertheless, it is very idyllic and definitely worth a walk.

More viewpoints follow. This time not only on mountains, but on the European Norwegian Sea. And kids, it's getting cold. Just yesterday or the day before, we were happy about 26°C, but now we are experiencing the most inaccurate weather forecast ever. It rains from time to time, the sky is gray, and it's around a cozy 11°C (it was supposed to be hot and have a clear blue sky). But that doesn't bother us, because we just keep driving north (and hope for sun). In doing so, we cross the Arctic Circle. The whole thing is quite unspectacular because we are on a ferry. The captain says something in mumbled Norwegian and you can see a little ball on a rock. Maybe it's the Earth - and Agnes missed it to sweeten your day with our blog posts.

But from now on, the sea seems clearer, bluer, and colder to us. And that's not just because of the mighty glacier and its tongue that we pass by (#Svartisen).