Six hours to Flam
/The title of this post is a bit of a fiction. It’s actually six hours to Myrdal, with another hour or so down the side of the fjord to Flam. The trip was billed as one of the most beautiful railway journeys in the world and I quite agree with this. Although it turned out to be spectacularly difficult to capture the scenery through the thick, double glazed, train windows.
The lines in the sky are the reflections of the carriage lights. I need to find a way to get rid of them.
We got on the train first thing, got off it a couple of hours into the journey to stretch our legs for ten minutes, and then climbed up above the tree line to Myrdal. Which was quite chilly and totally vindicated our choice of cosy clothing. The train ride down on the Flam Railway (which is a thing) was very nice, with a stop halfway to look at a waterfall.
We arrived starving and found a lovely place to eat which also served good beer.
..although some of the staff were a bit wooden. Ho ho.