“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Bergen

I haven't been here since 1986! And that trip is etched, etched on my mind. It seems as if, if the weather is okay, we may go to the top of the local mountain here, just as I did back then. I can see it from the charming old Terminus Hotel by the rail station, where you can get a train to Oslo, a train journey that might be one of the very best in the whole world. The aircraft approach to Bergen was as spectacular in its way as the old ship approach, banking low over mountains, bridges, buildings and fjords.

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