Brønnøysund
Today was an uneventful day, with a little bit of riding and a nice early dinner, but the campsite I am staying at made the day quite interesting.
It’s run by two elderly women, one of them doesn’t speak English, Anna and the another lady who has a quirky personality, to say the least. When showing me where I can pitch my tent, she mentioned that they have a museum I should definitely take a look at. The campsite is very lovingly decorated, with little motifs everywhere; from fairy tales to mythical characters. But then I went to the museum. It’s not really a museum, it’s more of a collection of sorts. Collection of things, trinkets, toys, household items over the years, by Anna Jensen, who I assume is the proprietor of the establishment. And the entire collection was charming, at first.
While walking around there, I found a kids room in the attic, while climbing up the ladder I froze for a moment, wondering what is on the kid’s bed. It was a big stuffed life-sized Santa Claus like figure.
The museum is situated inside an old barn, and it has an old barn smell to it. I couldn’t make out any story from the items, but all of it is from the last century, if not older; I suppose one could call it a museum, a rather overwhelming one. It reminded me of the campsite room in Stenbjerg, but way crazier! When the volume of the collection finally wiped away the charm, I was feeling a little uncomfortable. It seemed as if there is a lot of items hoarded over a lifetime. The paintings on the ceiling said enough about the growth of the collection. And the stuffed Santa on a kid’s bed is a little bit much. Part of me wants to speak to Anna about her museum, but I probably won’t. I am already in bed!
On another note, I am realising I am talking to a lot of people for a long time but I barely ask their names. Today I met this couple who told me about Seven Sisters Peaks, Torghatten and Vega island. They also told me how to experience all three, and which route to take. Maybe I’ll do that tomorrow. Today I stopped right at the place where the exciting new things and my current route diverge.
Good Night!
Brønnøysund, Norway.