Last weekend me and Sigurd escaped the city for a couple of days, back to the Valley. My Mom was away, but we stayed at Sigurd's parents. Our excuse to go back? Plenty of space in the kitchen to make delicious homemade crisp bread. (Our not-so-secret recipe will come up on the blog soon). We also made pesto and arrabiata from scratch.
I have not talked much about the place I call "the Valley", and some of you have been wondering where exactly in Norway it is. The, or "my" valley as I like to call it is Hallingdal. A place where there isn't much more new to explore other than the beautiful nature and all that comes with it. Which, of course, is a lot.
The highlight of this weekend was probably when we went up the steepest hike I've ever done, and Sigurd decides to jump into a stream for cooling down. It's just one of those funny moments I'll remember forever.