Bodø Airport is the second largest in Northern Norway, but still it’s quite small.
Bodø. Like any other place north of the polar circle, the city is plagued with the type of weather that most people don’t like to be in. The type of weather that makes you want to stay inside, light candles, and watch a good movie on your TV. After two years back north, I always think that nine out of ten days are like that. But suddenly everything changes. The sun comes out, the winds are gone, and everything looks perfect (or normal, if you live in California, or another sunny place). The people up here are so starved for sun, so everybody are walking around with a huge grin on their face as soon as the first rays of sun hits the buildings around here. We couldn’t be any different from the rest.
Lights of Northern Norway in december. It’s not much of it, but what is left is still a beauty.
The national competition of Rock-Paper-Scissors were held in Bodø this year. Fortunately, a colleague of mine fought his way to the finals, and won. “I never expected to win, he said”.