Somewhere in the sitting room, the keys of an old, traditional piano move to the sound of an equally traditional tune, though halting, and unpractised, the English country home feel of Midtnes Pension is complete.
I wished I had decided to stay 2 nights here instead of the Flam Valley. By some coincidence, there happens to be an exhibition of vintage cars, attracting ignorant visitors and visitors who pretend to know a lot.
There’s little I remember apart from staying still for long periods of time while wandering around. The faces of travellers whom I’ve briefly spoken to flit by like the reel of a film, and after a while, they too, pass into oblivion.