Last summer, I embarked on a breathtaking journey through Norway—a land where nature feels untouched and time slows down. My adventure began in Oslo, where modern architecture and cozy cafes blended effortlessly with Viking history. From there, I took the train to Bergen, and the scenic ride through the mountains and fjords was nothing short of cinematic.

But the true magic began in the fjords of western Norway. Cruising through the Geirangerfjord, I was surrounded by towering cliffs, cascading waterfalls, and the peaceful stillness of deep blue water. It felt like stepping into a postcard.