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Rofodon Islands: A romance with the ultimate nature - My Rofodon trip officially kicked off when the plane landed slowly at Bode Airport. The ferry ride, the eyes of the endless deep blue sea, the distant Lofttown Islands like a sleeping beast, the outline of the mist looming, the first stop is known as the "most beautiful fishing village in Norway" thunder. The red-brown Rorbu cabin caught my eye in an instant as it strewn across the fjord, and was intrigued by the sloping Ryinbringen mountain behind it. I couldn't wait to walk along the boardwalk, and the board at my feet made a "squeak" sound, as if telling the old story here. In the evening, the sunset covered the entire fishing village with a layer of gold gauze, the sea was shining, the silhouette of the fishing boat swayed gently with the waves, I sat on the shore, quietly enjoying this picturesque beauty, the heart is extremely quiet. To overlook the thunder, the next morning, I summoned up the courage to challenge Mount Rinblingen. More than 1600 near-vertical steps are a test of physical strength. But every step up, the scenery in front of me becomes more shocking. When I finally arrived at the 440-meter-high observation deck, I was completely conquered by the sight: the emerald-colored fjords wrapped around the mountains like ribbons, the red-top wooden houses dotted with them like stones scattered on earth, and the sea in the distance blended with the sky, and I couldn’t tell where the sea was and where the sky was. At that moment, all the fatigue was gone, only the full of admiration and touch. I left Thunder and came to Henningswell. This fishing village known as the "Venice of the North" is connected by wooden bridges to the islands. Walking through the narrow streets, colorful huts can be seen everywhere, and various fishing gear hanging on the walls, full of a strong atmosphere of life. In the harbor, there are fishing boats large and small, fishermen busy sorting out the catches that have just been caught, and the air is filled with a faint salty smell. I walked into a local restaurant and ordered a fresh salmon dish, fresh fish with unique Norwegian sauce, and the moment I entered the entrance, the taste buds were completely awakened, which was the most authentic taste of Rofdon. On my last night in Rofdon I chose to wait for the aurora in Ostown. Despite the cold weather, all the waiting became worth it when the green belt of light suddenly appeared in the night sky. The aurora is like a spirited spirit, dancing freely on the sky curtain, sometimes illusory into flowing ribbons, sometimes into a burning flame, purple, pink halo intertwined, the whole sky is decorated like a dream. People around them held their breath for fear of disturbing the beauty, only the shutter sound of the camera one after another, recording the shocking moment. When I left Roftown, my heart was full of reluctance. This land, with its magnificent natural landscape, unique fishing village style and mysterious aurora, has brought me an unparalleled travel experience. The Rovedon Islands are like a love letter written by nature, every word is full of poetry and romance, and I, fortunately, have been the reader of this love letter.

A place where you feel bad about yourself, and when you go in, hardly anyone cares.