Day 328 – Are you Kidding ME?!

Can you believe it, Day 328.  WOW.  I always forget to update this.  Anyone know a good social media person who will work for free, maybe the occasional pixie dust?

Over the past weekend I had the opportunity to fully explain the EARS to some people.  They didn’t understand why I do it.  After a really long explanation, we were at brunch so I had plenty of time if I was willing to pause for trips to the buffet, they got it.  I even will go so far as to say they admire me for doing it.

So the next question I asked myself, Why WOULDN”T you do it?

I have come to realize that it does take a certain boldness in wearing them.  For instance you have to assume when you walk into a room every one is staring AT you, not past you, or at your friend, but YOU.  That doesn’t bother me anymore, it use to.  I was really self aware of it.  Now I think nothing of it.

The other thing you must be aware of is how you react when people approach you with comments.  I have talked previously about the comments I get so I won’t re-hash them here, but the one that my inner Disney Side does end up screaming at is the signing by adults.  They think they are being cute, but no they are not.  I smile and move on, but on the inside I am very unhappy.

I never realized how my reaction to things gets judged.  Not just with EARS either.  I have learned to be very intentional with my reactions.

Well we are soon approaching the one year mark.  I can hardly believe it.  between you and I, I do not think I am going to stop wearing them.  I am looking forward to wearing the Halloween ones in October, the Birthday one on my Birthday in November, and the Christmas ones in December.

This picture isn’t the best but my friend Joan surprised me and bought me a pair that I didn’t have, which is hard to do.  The best part is I have several shirts that match them.  Also they are VERY comfy, because not all Mouse EARS are made the same.  (Disney can contact me directly if they want advise.)

Oslo here we come! – Day 9 (A trip report)

Waking up in Oslo was both exciting and a little draining.  Up until now we had spent the week in small, quaint villages, nothing near the bustling city of Oslo.  We showered and dressed and met Mike and Colleen for breakfast.  Oh my goodness, it was a buffet to behold.  So we got our fill and headed out.

Breakfast buffet at the Grand Oslo
Hot items on the breakfast buffet at the Grand Oslo
First stop was the Viking Museum.  To get there we would need to take a ferry, which due to some misunderstanding we were very early for.  We had gotten an Oslo card which gave us free public transport and free museum entry.  So off we went via ferry.  It was a short ride of about 15 minutes.  Once there we just followed others who seemed to know where to go.  About a 1/2 mile walk–uphill, we found the museum.  All in all it was very interesting to learn that the vikings were buried in their ships with their treasures, much like the Egyptians in their pyramids.  Not many treasures were left due to looters, but the remaining ships were surprisingly intact for their age.

Viking Ship Museum
Viking Ship Museum

After the museum, we took two public buses to get to the Vigeland Park.  Since nobody knew what this was, I nicknamed it the “Naked People Park” which rolls off the tongue much easier than Vigeland Park and pretty much describes it.  The Park was very well kept and had many sculptures.  I had fun posing in front of them hiding the swimsuit areas with my Ears to make the photos more family friendly.  Since I couldn’t find any names of the sculptures anywhere, I will improvise.

“Dad kicking the kids” sculpture
“Stressed out Woman” sculpture
“What are you looking at” sculpture
“Dad swinging the kid after he survived the kicking” sculpture
“Jazz Hands” sculpture
“I’ll itch your back if you itch mine” sculpture

Please realize I found this fascinating.  It really was amazing to see all these in detail and in various poses–some that caused you to wonder how it balanced).  So please don’t misunderstand the humor in this, it was amazing to see it all – even if it was quirky.

Since our next destination was to be zip lining, we needed to get to the Metro (subway/train) for that. On the map it mentioned that it was just two stops away, I said, “Let’s Walk,” thinking how far can it be?  It was about 3/4 to a mile. So once we got there, we were glad to wait on a bench 7 minutes for our train.  Our destination: Holmenkollen, the ski jump in Oslo.  It was just a quick 10 minute train ride and a hefty uphill walk from the train station.

At the bottom of the Holmenkollen

At the top of the Holmenkollen

Once we got to the top Colleen and I decided to let Mike do the zipline, and we would just watch. John would take pictures to capture it all for us.    I liked this plan, Colleen liked the plan, John liked the plan, and Mike LOVED the plan, because he was the one who had wanted to zip line.  We waited patiently for his turn and saw him go down snapping a few pictures.

Mike “flying through the sky” zip lining 

After this it was about 2:00 pm and time for lunch.  We headed back to the city center to a pub called the Scottsman. We had a good meal and were all pretty tired.  Mike and Colleen had a really early start in the morning. So we said goodbye to them, and John and I went exploring.  We found a couple of stores to buy souvenirs; we saw a park where they had set up a HUGE outdoor screen so people could watch the wold cup; we found a Franklin D. Roosevelt statue, and watched the crews take things down from the public concert the night before–lots of interesting things to see.

For dinner John and I ate at a pizza place across the square from the hotel.  This was one of my favorite interactions from others in Oslo.  We were seated at a table by the window so we could people watch.  As a result we had to walk through almost the whole restaurant.  As we were seated, the table next to us were talking in Norwegian.  All of a sudden in the middle of the Norwegian, I heard “Mickey Mouse”, and that’s when I knew they were talking about me.  I wish I could have video’d it, because I still grin as I write about it.

Table over my shoulder talking about me.

We took a few pictures after dinner, and then off to bed, as tomorrow we would head home.  I am beginning to miss the kids and the house a little at this point.

In front of the Grand Oslo hotel

Final thoughts as we head home – Day 10 (A trip report)

I loved Norway.  There were so many great things about the trip, it is hard to put them all down. Just as I finish a thought, three more are begging to be told.  I hope you enjoyed reading my trip report as much as I have loved recalling all the details.

Here are a few more miscellaneous pictures that I wanted to share but did not want to overload the daily trip reports.

Just so dang pretty everywhere we turned.

Cody and Alisa – the best jumpers around!
Mike and Colleen Fjording

The Chicago Crew – the crew from Windy City Live

The stream in Geiranger

A great picture of the lock on a door

At first odd–most buildings in the villages have “green” rooftops

I thought their ambulance looked smaller than ours

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed putting it together for you.  Thanks to Storybook Trips for helping with details of Adventures by Disney!

Back to City Life – Day 8 (A trip report)

This is another travel day.  Truth be told, I was dreading this on many levels. The first was that I wasn’t feeling great, nerves mostly, but the thought of the curvy roads were the thing that was most dreadful.  As soon as I got on the bus, that was confirmed.  Nothing I could do would calm my tummy down, so I attempted to sleep.

Waiting on the bus to make sure I got a good seat.

The plan was to take the bus to Lom for a quick break and then onto Otta train station where we would board the train to Oslo.  In Lom the guides had a treat for us, they went to a bakery and got everyone rolls to enjoy the rest of the journey to Otta.  There was also a stave church on Lom.  John saw it and could report on it, I did not.

Lom Stavechurch
View form the village of Lom

Once off the bus and at the train station, my world was looking much better.  We got out for some photo ops.  At this point in the trip we knew everyone and were very comfy with others.

Getting photo bombed by Pam Hailey

Never having traveled by train, I did not know what to expect.  It was a lot of fun and very scenic.  I had the opportunity to talk with others about the trip.

John and I on the train

Once in Oslo we stayed at the Grand Oslo hotel.  This was the part I was most looking forward to.  This hotel is the one where the Nobel Peace Prize people stay every year.  It is centrally located, being across the street from parliament and about 2 blocks from the palace.  The lobby was smaller than I anticipated, but it was so beautiful.

Once checked into our room we had a few hours to venture off.  We walked outside the front door and there were about 25 teenage girls hanging out there.  Apparently the Norwegian equivalent of Justin Bieber was staying at our hotel.  Consequently we had to go through the crowd of girls every time we went into or out of the hotel all day.  (On a side note, those that stayed on his side of the hotel were privileged to hear their screaming at all hours of the night after the concert.)

The crowd of girls outside out hotel in Oslo

Dinner here was in a private room, where we were treated to traditional Norwegian dancers.  I was apprehensive at first, but it turned out to be very fun.  They showed us several traditional dances and then we all participated in one.  A great way to remember the “Adventure” part of the trip.

The traditional Norwegian dancers

After this, we all took pictures with each other and promised to stay in touch and share photos.

Team Awesome – John, Angela, Alisa, Cody, Colleen and Mike

Then John and I headed back to our room.  We started making a plan for the next day and I had a question for the front desk.  While there, I found Colleen and Mike also making plans for the following day.  Since our “official” tour was done, we had an entire day in Oslo; they also stayed another day.  We
decided to hang out together and see some sites. Something about zip lining was mentioned and agreed to, but I’m not sure….
Off to bed with visions of free falling.

Norwegian Farm Life – Day 7 (A trip report)

Today we woke to low hanging clouds.  I tried to capture it from the hotel room, but you get the picture.

The low hanging clouds in Geiranger

It was raining today.  We really can’t complain much as today has been the only day when our scheduled activity would put us in the rain.  Up until now, all inclement weather has been when we were transferring from one place to another.  Today we are to visit Westeras farm.  We could hike there from the hotel, it is just a “15 minute hike up the hill,” said Kira (who, thanks to our walk to Geiranger, we know measures time differently than our own walking speed) or we could take the provided transportation.  I readily did the later. Rain and uphill just didn’t sound appealing to me.

View from Westeras Farm.  Our hotel is toward the bottom of the hill.

At the farm we met Arnfinn Westeras, owner of the farm.  He showed us a fascinating way they gather and chop the hay and such for feed for their animals. He also told us how they tend to the animals when they are in the hills.

Arnfinn Westeras showing how they cultivate the feed for the animals.
Arnfinn Westeras showing his farm

Since it was raining we had the option of going to find the animals on a “quick 5 minute hike” or we could wait inside.  John turned to me and said, “I know what wet dog smells like, I can only imagine what wet sheep and goat smell like.”  So we went inside.  As it began to clear, I did venture out to see the animals.

Lunch consisted of a very traditional Norwegian meal–soup, either meat soup or seafood soup.  I had the broth of the meat soup, but it was too salty for my taste.  Then we had traditional Rommegrot (sour cream porridge).  I tried it, but that was enough for me.  I am not a fan of sour cream to begin with, and with it being warm, it was just too much.  They did have butter, brown sugar, and raisins you could embellish it with, but I decided my best bet was to politely decline.

Once back at the Union Hotel, we had the afternoon free.  John and I opted to look at the car museum they had at the hotel.  It gave a great history of Geiranger and the tourism industry there.  From very early on, tourism has been prominent.  Locals would take ship’s passengers in the valleys, first in horse and carriages, and then in cars.  When they made the transition to cars it was tough finding ones that worked properly in the hills; the transmissions took quite a beating.

One of my favorite pictures of the trip, getting ready for dinner.

Dinner was wonderful.  It was a BBQ in a small traditional building just outside the back of the hotel.  Very good food, atmosphere, and conversations.  For dessert we got to make out own traditional pancakes, which is a Norwegian dessert.  Don’t confuse Norwegian pancakes with Swedish ones, Norwegians are fluffy.

The traditional building where we had dinner

Inside for our private dinner BBQ
Making Norwegian Pancakes

It was rather late after dinner, though the sky would indicate otherwise, so we just went to bed.

The Freshest of Fish – Day 6 (A trip report)

This morning was one I was looking forward to, although it turnout out to be something unexpected. We went to a village called Loen and went to Loen Lake where we had what Kira called, “A family picnic morning”.  That meant there were lots of activities for us to take part in whenever we liked as we were to spend a few hours there, and were also having lunch at this location.  You had the choice of fishing, canoeing, rowboat, playing cards or just enjoying the scenery.

We choose to go fishing first.  Well, it was net fishing, and not what I was expecting.  A little disappointed, I boarded the boat with the others in Team Awesome and out we went.  Our driver told us that Lake Loen is the only lake in Norway where you do not need a license to fish; it is very well stocked with trout.  They catch over 2500 there a year.  Our lunch today will be trout that is caught in the morning.  Wow, that’s about as fresh as you can get!

Once are arrived at the nets, people took turns bringing the fish in from the net.  I did not.  I was more than happy to just admire those doing it.

Alisa getting the fish from the net

After a few minutes we went back to the dock so another group could go out.  John and I choose to stay ashore and visit with others verses going canoeing or row boating.  We were also able to watch some others attempt to get the perfect jumping photo.  That was very entertaining.

At Loen Lake

Lunch was at a restaurant called Kjenndalstova and it was very good, again fresh fish, although I must confess, once I had to dig all my own fish bones out, I was a little less then thrilled.  Yet the food was tasty.

Fresh trout for lunch

On the way back to the hotel from, we stopped at Briksdalsbreen, the Briksdal Glacier.  We rode up the path on little 4×4 type vehicles.  From the top of the path there was still about a 1/2 mile hike to the glacier. Once we arrived, we had special boots, helmets, and life vests to get on since we were going to paddle out to the glacier.  This was fun–for a bit.  Our guide wasn’t the best at telling stories to keep us interested.  Again, team Awesome was in the raft.  About halfway though the tour Alisa noticed that she was sinking a little closer to the water than any of us.  We mentioned there might be a hole in the raft but it was dismissed.  But by the time we made it ashore, Alisa had been sitting on her legs completely, and they fell asleep. So as she tried to exit the raft–she fell in!  She was wet from the waist down.  Poor thing.

Briksdal Glacier
Another waterfall and our transport vehicle up to the glacier
Then we went back on the coach to get to our ferry.  We were going to take the ferry back to Geiranger.  (I was smiling and jumping for joy as that meant no more curvy roads for the day.)  Once on the ferry, we settled in. The weather had turned, and it started to rain on us, not to mention it was cold out on the deck. The scenic highlight of this portion was the “Seven Sisters Waterfall”.  There is a spot in the fjord where there are 7 waterfalls clustered together.  This is a landmark which is known throughout Norway and the world. 

Seven Sisters Waterfall

Directly across from the Seven Sisters there is another waterfall called the Suitor.  Legend had it the Suitor is trying to “woo” the Sister with a bottle of wine.  If you look closely you can easily see the bottle, I was impressed it was so well defined.

The Suitor

Back at the hotel, we had an evening out on own for dinner.  We knew from yesterday that I was not going down to town–well I would go down, I just wouldn’t come back up.  We priced the buffet we had eaten at last evening, and it was priced at $80.00 per person.  So that was out as well.  We opted for the Lobby Bar food. It was a great choice.  A Chicken Caesar Salad, (with Bacon!) and a side of french fries.  So yummy, and just right.  Since dinner was leisurely, we had a chance to visit with others. And we went to bed afterward.

A Church, A Glacier, and Stairs Oh MY! – Day 5 (A trip report)

This morning we got a knock on our door and this was left   (John doesn’t drink coffee, but he does like his morning Diet Cola.)

The best surprise for John
Today we traveled from Flam to Geiranger, it is about 286 km  or for us 178 miles.  To tell you the truth, many people on our trip were less than happy when the day got over due to a whole day of driving.  We did stop at a few places along the way.  I don’t think the other people are used to driving that far. In the Midwest it seems like I travel an hour and a half just to get to the Mall of America.  But let me tell you all that we got to do.

First we drove through the Laerdalstunnellen, the Laerdal tunnel, the second longest tunnel in the world.  It was 15.23 miles long.  Throughout the tunnel they had little areas with various lights to make it interesting.  

The Laerdalstunnellen

After the tunnel we visited the Borgund Stackyrkje, Borgund Stavechurch.  It was amazing to see how well it has been preserved and maintained.  It was also interesting to walk through the graveyard in front.  There were some really old graves, along with some new ones.  We never did seem to get an answer to what determines who gets buried there.  

The Borglund Stavechurch
Details of the carving on the Borglund Stavechurch

Next to the famous stave church there is a newer one which is what they use now for services.  You can see by the coloring and style that is it much newer–from the 1800’s.

Newer church next to the Borglund Stavechurch

After this we ventured on to our lunch destination.  We had lunch at Brevasshytta, which means “Glacier Water Cabin”.  It was a tiny restaurant near a glacier. We had amazing views and lunch was great.  I wish I had spent more money in the gift store.  The prices were reasonable, and they had handmade items from the village there.

Boyabreen (The Boya Glacier)
View from Brevasshytta

We then traveled on toward Geiranger.  With our bellies full and the coach comfy many of us has a quick nap, though they did play Disney’s Frozen while we rode.  It was interesting to see many of the elements we had experienced in the movie, you really got a sense of what inspired many of the scenes.

After a quick pit stop in the town of Stryn, we were on our way and arrived at Geiranger to check into the Hotel Union where we would spend the next three nights.  Again, it was a great hotel.  Dinner here was more or less ala carte at the buffet.  To call it buffet would be an understatement, however, that is the closest word in my vocabulary.  It had everything.  I took a few pictures, but it doesn’t do it justice.  

Dinner buffet at Union Hotel
Dinner buffet at Union Hotel

Dinner buffet at Union Hotel

After dinner John and I walked down to the town.  To give you an idea, the hotel was situated about halfway up a hill next to a wonderful waterfall.  Kira, out guide, mentioned it was just a quick “5 minute walk” to the shops and restaurants.  So off we went.  There was a lovely little path across the street from the hotel that was just finished.  We took that.  It was nice and leisurely and scenic, then the stairs started.  Okay a few here, then a path, a few more stairs, and then more.  Soon the stairs got steep.  These were the kind of stairs that were metal and you could see through to the bottom, at one point I looked down and the drop underneath the stairs was about 50 feet.  After a panic attack, and realizing I need to go up or go down because standing there forever would not be an option, I opted to continue down. But John had to hold my hand the rest of the way while the other hand had a death grip on the hand rail.

Warning sign about the dangers of the path, however this was pretty evident without the sign.

Once at the bottom it was a lovely town. There seemed to be a popular campground at the bottom where once again the view was breathtaking.  Once we walked the town and looked in the gift stores, we opted to head back to the hotel.  Not nearly as enthusiastic about going up hill.  But we started, I figured I would count all the stairs that we took, not including the path, just the stairs.  I counted 313!  (I was diligent in my counting, I did not double count!)  

Sheep grazing at the bottom of hill in Geiranger next to waterfall

Back at the hotel, thoroughly exhausted, we went to bed.

I guess we are friends now Part 1 – Day 3 (A trip report)

Excitedly we all ate breakfast and got onboard the coach.  One thing that concerned me was my tendency to get  motion sickness really easily–smells of perfumes, food, and other things don’t help either.  So I made it my mission to be one of the first ones on every day.  Mission Accomplished.  Third row!

We made our way to Voss for our morning activity.  Our Guide Kira let us know that between Bergen and Voss there are 39 tunnels we would be passing through.  WOW!  I rejoiced inwardly, because I HATE mountain switchbacks–remember my fear of heights and motion sickness.  There was  excitement on the coach about our first activity.  I had never white water rafted before, and had no expectations.

We arrived at the outfitters, and they informed us that we would need to change into wet suits, but could wear our bathing suit underneath.  WHAT!  WAIT!  Wet suit…. were they kidding me!  I am not a size 10 by any means, and I could see the apprehension on many other people in our group as well.  Instead of saying anything, I just freaked out silently, and told myself, “Angela, suck it up and be a big girl!”  I walked up to the counter. The man looked at me and then went and grabbed my size (at least I hoped it was my size). I took it and walked into the changing room.  I felt like I just received a prison uniform–just get in line, hand it to me, refuse eye contact.

In the changing room all the other women were present, and we all had the same look on our face–there were no partitions–just one big open room with a bathroom!  Yes… pee BEFORE the suit is on.  That was a great idea.  Then I realized I was just left with getting the suit on.  It dawned on me Kira had a camera, and I decided I’d better move fast.  This idea dawned on some of my fellow ladies, so we began to strip to get into our swim suits and into the wet suit.  All our apprehension over nakedness was soon gone.

This is one of our tour guides Kira (Who had no problem putting on the suit)

As I tryed to squish myself into the suit, I made a pact with several ladies. If we needed help, we would help each other–no woman left UNSUITED!  So we began.  We hopped, we pulled, we grunted, we laid down, all in an effort to get the suit to a point where we could zip it up.  Once it was about 95% on we realized the thing that helped the most was to have one person on each arm pit holding the suit while you jumped up and down “jiggling” yourself into it to ensure a proper fit.  Finally I was in my suit. By then I knew all the ladies very well, and more intimately than I would have thought possible.  I looked down and now there were wet suit shoes to get into.  Darn.  How was I gonna bend over in this.  I decided I was gonna carry my shoes, and allow my Prince Charming, John, to put them on me, and avoid the whole bending down process all together.

We made our way to where we were to put the rafts in, and got started.  Our raft was Awesome Raft! Our group got together for many activities throughout the week, and we began to name ourselves  “Team Awesome”.  There was Mike and Colleen from California, and Cody and Alisa from Utah, John and myself.

Hitting the first rapids

I think our rafting guide was having fun with us, because we seemed to hit the rapids just right so we were way more wet than the other groups.  Then he showed us how they do a Norwegian “Rodeo”.  Essentially, a person stands up on the front of the raft, one side paddles quickly forward, while the other backward, making the raft go in circles.  The person on the end tries to stay standing.  It was super fun! However, I did not stand at the front of the raft, but instead helped others get wet.

A fellow Adventurer getting ready to “rodeo”

After we peeled ourselves out of our suits, I thought mine made a noise similar to something loosing suction as I took it off, we had lunch, and then back on the Coach as we continued toward Flam.

So much happened today, I need to split this up into multiple segments.

This is just a darn pretty picture of the beautiful scenery

“Fjording” – Day 4 (A trip report)

So today we are going “fjording”.  I am not quite sure how grammatically accurate that work is, but on our first night in Bergen we were asked what we were looking forward to and someone coined this phrase.  It stuck and today is the day for fjording.

Fjord Safari was the company that took us out.  Before we could head out we had to get suited up.  Flashbacks to the previous day were playing through my mind.  Today’s equipment wasn’t nearly as traumatic an experience.  These were really heavy snowmobile suits/  (Being from Minnesota I had mine on relatively quickly)  But it was hot standing around in the sun.  Once we got on the water it was much better.

Ready to go Fjording!

We made our way to Undredal village. (It is a small village with about 63 residents and 350-450 goats. It’s very famous for their goat cheese.)    We also visited the Undredal Stakyrkje, one of the smallest state churches still in use.  It was interesting to hear all about changes the church has gone through.  The Women used to have to sit on one side of the church and closest to the door, in the event evil spirits came, they would take the women first.    The church was none the less very beautiful.

Village of Undredal
Undredal Stavkrykje
Undredal Stavkrykje

We had lunch at the village after listening to Leif Inge Undredal tell all about cheese making.

After lunch we rode our RIB (Rigid Inflatable Boat) boats and saw more of the fjords.  We stopped at a particular point where there were sheep and goats grazing.  As soon as we stopped to get pictures, they all started to come down to the water’s edge.  Apparently that’s how they often get picked up, so they are conditioned to come near the water when boats approach.  It provided one of my favorite pictures from the trip.

Sheep / goats on Hillside

The highlight of this was that on the way back to Flam we stopped on the fjord and our Adventure Guide, Torgeir, pointed out his house.  He had texted his mother, and she was on the balcony waving to us.  That was so neat.  Torgeir had such pride as he was telling us about his house, family, and farm.  It was neat to experience this through his eyes.

Torgeir’s family farm

We returned to Flam and had dinner on our own.  John and I walked the town and found a place to get pizza.  It was good, not like American pizza, but satisfying.

Pizza in Flam

I guess we are friends now Part 2 – Day 3 (A trip report)

About 10 Minutes outside of Voss, where we went rafting, there was a wonderful waterfall.  It’s name is: Tvidefossen.  It was breath-takingly beautiful.  (I feel I am going to say that a lot so please excuse my redundancy.)  We stopped for several minutes so we could all get photos.

The Tvindefossen

After this we continued on our way, toward Flam.  We traveled on this road named Stalheimskleiva, (I think is means “hold your breath the entire way down road”) the first of many like this.  This stretch of the road went from Stalheim down to Gudvangen.  It would be considered a switch back, however I think it was made well before any type of standard in road building was introduced–very narrow, very steep. And about the time the coach had turned the corner and straightened itself out, it was time for another one.  The pictures I have don’t do the harrowing ride justice.  Look particularly at how steep the road is and the sharpness of the turns.  I realized then why I would never drive in Norway.  At the bottom was the village of Gudvangen. It is located at the end of Naeroyfjord.

View of the Stahlheimskleiva
View of the Stahlheimskleiva

After that experience we drove a little bit more to the Stegastein Viewpoint.  It was amazing how far you could see.

Stegastein Viewpoint

John took this picture for me, as he knew my fear of heights would have paralyzed me.

Stegastein Viewpoint

After this short little pit stop we arrived at our village for the next two night.  Our accommodations were at the Freitheim Hotel.  It was very nicely appointed.  Flam itself is very small, about 450 people live there, however, it is a very popular cruise port as it sees about 160 cruise ships a year.  One of the days we were there 7 ships came in throughout the day.

Village of Flam