We woke upwards sore from sleeping inward the machine too decided to crusade to Fjærland , where nearly a whole town’s worth of buildings had been abandoned , too therefore turned into second-hand bookstores. Stopping yesteryear the climate modify oculus on the means (and refusing the pay the exorbitant fee to larn in) too making several stops to marvel at the beautiful Fjærlandfjord.
When nosotros arrived at the rainy Booktown (Bøkboyn) , it all the same looked real much abandoned , too non much similar the lively pictures illustrated inward the Sognefjord brochure. We drove to the destination of the street , all the means to the pier too entered the offset bookshop. The books reached from the flooring to the ceiling too scattered the flooring too sat on display shelves too inward boxes too buckets. There were booked behind the counter , on the counter too inward stacks underneath it. Piles of newspapers sat on the windowsills too littered the floor.
Most of the buildings along the primary street were similar this; earlier at that topographic point were roads leading to Fjærland , the traffic came inward via the fjord itself , too necessitated waiting rooms. Now the entirely ferries that come upwards into the town are tourist ferries , too the buildings began to autumn into disrepair. Like the ferry waiting rooms nosotros encountered inward Orkney , a pile of books began to accumulate , left for people waiting to expire the time.
Over fourth dimension , this pile of books filled the waiting room. Gradually , the people of Fjærland turned the abandoned buildings into piffling bookstores to adapt all tastes. The offset bookstore nosotros entered was fiction (including fiction inward English). Upstairs were textbooks too periodicals. The minute was non-fiction , amongst an emphasis on state of war history too stacks of newspapers from the 1940’s. The 3rd was move too geography. The 4th was predominantly hobby books , amongst lots of books on nature , hunting , simply about cooking. Stashed into simply about rooms inward the dorsum were simply about extra offense too memoirs that mustn’t’ve tally anyway else.
The 5th was attached to a café too held a similar mishmash of books every bit the 4th store , but had an emphasis on salubrious cookbooks too wellness too beauty. They also had a big department on humour. Inside the 6th bookshop at that topographic point was a little tourist occupation , headed yesteryear a friendly blonde woman. There were to a greater extent than oftentimes than non children’s too teen fiction hither , but also lots of books on fine art (there was fifty-fifty a little fine art gallery inward here) too technical books.
There were literally thousands of books inward Bøkboyn , but I express myself to entirely purchasing two; a majority of Hans Christian Andersen tales printed inward his hometown inward the 1960’s , too a majority I presumed was of Norwegian folktales , but – upon closer inspection – was an illustrated New Testament. “Same things ,” says Nick.
Just due north of Bøkboyn y'all tin consider simply about other arm of the Jostedalsbreen glacier , the huge glacier nosotros had climbed on yesterday. While nosotros weren’t game to become awandering without a guide , nosotros drove upwards to the icy spectacle too took simply about pictures.
By this fourth dimension it was nearing the afternoon too nosotros were due to provide the car. We had to hastily repack the bags , give the keys dorsum too therefore hold back for the motorbus that would remove keep us dorsum to Sogndal center. We climbed dorsum upwards the mount to our campsite from the other black , too pitched the tent early. It was entirely 5 too nosotros had hours of total sunlight left , therefore nosotros lay dorsum on the grass too ate our means through a kilo of cherries earlier crawling into the tent too falling asleep.
