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.
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Lofoten Islands: A romantic encounter with extreme nature When the plane slowly landed at Bodø Airport, my trip to Lofoten officially kicked off. When I got on the ferry, I could see the endless deep blue sea. The Lofoten Islands in the distance were like sleeping giants, with their outlines looming in the mist, which was fascinating. The first stop was Reine, known as the "most beautiful fishing village in Norway". When I stepped on this land, the reddish-brown rorbu wooden houses instantly caught my eye. They are scattered along the fjord, and they contrast with the towering Reinbringen Mountain behind them. I couldn't wait to walk along the wooden plank road, and the wooden planks under my feet made a "creaking" sound, as if telling the ancient story here. In the evening, the sunset covered the entire fishing village with a layer of golden gauze, the sea surface was sparkling, and the silhouettes of fishing boats swayed gently with the waves. I sat on the shore, quietly enjoying this picturesque scenery, and my heart was extremely peaceful. In order to overlook the whole view of Reine, I plucked up the courage to challenge the Reinbringen Mountain in the morning of the next day. More than 1,600 nearly vertical steps are a great test of physical strength. But every step up, the scenery in front of me becomes more and more shocking. When I finally arrived at the observation deck at an altitude of 440 meters, I was completely conquered by the scene in front of me: the emerald fjord wrapped around the mountains like a ribbon, and the red-roofed wooden houses dotted in between, like gems scattered in the world, and the sea in the distance merged with the sky, and it was difficult to tell where the sea was and where the sky was. At that moment, all the fatigue disappeared, leaving only a heart full of admiration and emotion. Leaving Reine, I came to Henningsvær. This fishing village, known as the "Venice of the North", is connected to various islands by wooden bridges. Walking in the narrow streets, you can see colorful cottages everywhere, and various fishing gear are hung on the walls, full of a strong breath of life. In the harbor, large and small fishing boats were moored, and the fishermen were busy sorting the freshly caught fish. The air was filled with a light salty smell. I walked into a local small restaurant and ordered a fresh cod dish. The tender fish meat was paired with a unique Norwegian sauce. The moment it entered my mouth, my taste buds were completely awakened. This is the most authentic delicacy in Lofoten. On the last night in the Lofoten Islands, I chose to wait for the aurora in the town of Ao. Although the weather was cold, when the green light band suddenly appeared in the night sky, all the waiting became worthwhile. The aurora was like a smart elf, dancing freely on the sky, sometimes turning into a flowing ribbon, and sometimes turning into a blazing flame. The purple and pink halos intertwined in it, decorating the entire sky like a dream. The people around held their breath, fearing that they would disturb this beauty. Only the shutter sounds of the camera came one after another, recording this shocking moment. When I left Lofoten, my heart was full of reluctance. This land, with its magnificent natural landscape, unique fishing village style and mysterious aurora, brought me an unparalleled travel experience. The Lofoten Islands are like a love letter written by nature to the world, every word is full of poetry and romance, and I am fortunate to be the reader of this love letter.
A place where you feel bad about yourself, and almost no one pays attention to you when you enter.