Troll Twinning in Hardangervidda

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  1. Oh my goodness. This post was wonderful. This place is absolutely wonderful! I have put this on my bucket list of places to visit. Although, said bucket list is down to my feet now – it’s that freaking long! I love your photos and your detailed information! xo

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    1. Thank you Linda 🙂 It is quite so remote and lovely. You would have a great time arranging your shoots there.

      Hahaha wrt the bucket list, it depends upon how tall you are?! I am just about a 5′ 4” so don’t go making me jealous 😉 xx

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  2. Arundhati this place is incredible!! I love the mist, it makes the setting even more mystical, and those falls!! The trolls look hilarious to me, I kept laughing at them. Which is not the appropriate response probably. Also, I’m with you on nature, I long to be in it, then once I am, I feel out of place 🙂 It’s definitely awe inspiring once you’re in the thick of it though.

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    1. It is, Angela. I guess maybe that is what is special about nature, that ability to awe and intimidate at the same time. To show us our place in the scheme of things on earth.

      The trolls are supposed to be dangerous creatures, so take care. You can offer to have their soups as a peace offering I suppose…xx

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  3. Unbelievably beautiful landscape. Seriously, consider my jaw unhinged and dropped low (and just a teensy bit of drooling) as I ogle your pictures. And when Adi does happen to stumble across his troll twinning photo commemorating husband-troll twinning all round the world, please let him know we would appreciate it if he would spare you (and your head). 😛

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    1. Hahaha, have I missed your presence. Welcome back. I notice you have not been posting missy!

      Thank you 🙂 It can do that but that I shall say drooling is better than unhinging the jaw. Less painful and you can have your own pool at the same time. Just sayin’

      Adi shall be plied with a lovely Indian dinner when he returns home from Detroit tonight. And Bam! I will make sure that he is suitably dazzled by the chicken curry to even consider snapping my head off (also, the chicken would have died for a cause) xx

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      1. And I have missed being here! I have so much to catch up on–I think you have been making up for my lack of posts 😉 I am hoping today and tomorrow can be days dedicated to lazy reading and maybe even some writing.

        I will admit that drooling is the easier option–and sadly I would know, as I am a sleep-drooler when I reach a certain level of exhaustion–but those pictures seem to demand the unhinged jaw-drool combo.

        Excellent idea with the good meal. I swear a good plate of food will cure anything. Add a delicious curry sauce and you’ve earned extra grace for the next embarrassing picture, I’ll bet. 😛 And for the record, if the chicken knew you, I am sure it would be proud to know it took your place on the chopping block.

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      2. I have indeed got myself a routine now and it feels so good! I had been missing my own space and schedule. We humans are such creatures of habit – it is amusing.

        Okay I shall let you unhinge the jaws. I am just trying hard not to imagine it. Too achy for my ‘tender’ imagination.

        The thing is that Adi has to yet learn the art of deleting his embarrassing pictures. I have perfected it with mine. Curries will have to do for him till he gets there. If the chicken would have known me and vice versa, he would not have ended up on the block. He would have been clucking his way around the apartment with his own mini bucket of popcorn.

        I am looking forward to your posts and that is needless to say xx

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      3. Noooo, I am now picturing Adi coming home to a clever chicken wearing your clothes and eating your popcorn. In this scenario, are you the one soaking in curry? I hope not! 😛

        On another note, I have officially posted a new post. Phew. Now to keep up some momentum…

        And finally, I just saw Cheila’s party series post featuring you. So fun. 🙂 And now it is confirmed that your name is Arundhati. I thought so much from Instagram, but had this fear that I would be wrong and call you by the wrong name. Oh it is one of my greatest sources of social anxiety, getting people’s names wrong. But now I know–yay! But the question is whether you go by a nickname. I have assumed (most likely wrongly so, knowing me and my ratio of right : wrong assumptions) that the Dotty in “Dippy-Dotty” is drawn from your name????

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      4. Aha. Now Dippy-Dotty is purely on account of my personality, my dear lady. It has not been derived from my name though.

        Arundhati is pronounced as just as it is spelt with the ‘u’ enunciated as in ‘dubious’. It means a constellation and it also happened to be the name of the wife of a famous sage in Hindu mythology. Don’t even ask why my parents had this sort of a brainwave. They clearly wanted the world to suffer in trying to get my name. I just go by Zara in Starbucks. Way easier on my own overworked senses.

        At home, they call me Mom (which is pronounced as Mome, rhyming with dome). It is Bengali for the word ‘wax’. My mother however always helpfully points out to all and sundry, “This is hard wax. Does not melt.”

        Hahaha, Kristyn you can easily compete with me in goofing up and you will probably pass the crown to me.

        P.S.: You can call me anything you want. Goat, Donkey, …or Cathy like Cheila or Zara or Mom…isn’t that quite democratic?

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      5. I think your parents chose a great name for you. Who would not want to be named for the beautiful stars in the sky?? And it’s always important to keep others on their toes–make ”em work for your name ? My name is so typical, but my parents threw the y in instead of the usual e or i. The best result there was that my dad still misspelled my name until the day he died! ?

        And now you have left me with a challenge to choose a worthy nickname for you. I do love goats and donkeys…

        I will also be looking into shipping costs for crowns. We may be having to overnight it now and then when our blunders trump each other’s ?

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      6. He did?! That is a precious bit of information. HAHAHA. He sounds sweet 🙂

        Thank you for saying so. I have grown to like this big arse name however. I guess its habit too. Humans are conditioned to get used to something, ain’t it?

        I look forward to the crown (we can make it a tiara too) and thrilling nicknames…xx

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  4. Your prose was just as immersive as the stunning photos. I could almost feel the mist washing over me as I stared down into the chasm. It’s always a treat to share a few moments of your journey.
    Thanks for inviting us along.

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    1. Aw thanks Gabe. I have to stop saying that. Aw that is. I am not an aw person! Or am I? Grave dilemmas in life.

      I am smiling as I hear about the mist washing over you. It was such a wondrous dream. It makes me want to step into the photos and just stay put there.

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      1. I hear you. The itch to get back out there is strong right now. Fortunately, your prose n pics provide plenty of virtual reprieve from the laptop.
        And I hear one of the benefits of being a writer is that you get to use whatever words you want, even if they’re made-up, or droll.

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      2. Droll. One of my favourite words. You do it very well as you must know. So go on take a bow.

        And you can get out there surely. I am itching to taste my first American hike. Bring on the grizzlies and the snakes.

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  5. You’re not kidding that there is drama in the Norwegian country. I love the moodiness created by the mist, the harsh elements, and landscapes. It reminds me a tad of Newfoundland (minus the trolls), which makes me very happy. Lovely post!

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    1. Hiya Amanda, thank you for the lovely comment and dropping by. We have a common love right there then 🙂 Plus I am not a big fan of heat and humidity too. Must be because I am a November baby even though most of my growing up years were in Calcutta, India. Cheers.

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    1. Hahaha he did glare at me a few times but my point is that he better learn to delete such incriminating photos. All upon his head. Thank you, Cheila. You will soon see them with your own two eyes I bet xx

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    1. Oh thank you Rachel! Trust you have been fine. Long time 🙂 Hopping over to yours to have a read because I have been a bit inconsistent with blogging in the last few days xx

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    1. Thank you there 🙂 Not only for reading but also dropping by. Norway is beautiful – I would think every inch of it. So memories from time spent anywhere on it are bound to be interesting.

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  6. There are so many stunning places to see in Norway and I so enjoyed seeing some that I have not visited – yet. Maybe one day. A good friend recently proposed to his lady love at that waterfall!

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    1. You reached one of my favourite posts. It makes me laugh till I get stitches in my side! You know why. Of course you will visit it, Amanda, and see the waterfall that has such romantic associations for you. It is worth the wait. 🙂 xx

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