Moving day

Trondheim has been overly sunny. It is a real treat for the Norweigans, so I've heard and seen, but for Freda and sometimes Aaron, it is a little bit much. I have been soaking up this sun though, all 20 hours of it...lol. I am bronzer than a medal. Now my mom cannot make fun of me for being white. Today we took it even slower. We went to the fish market, but nothing looked too appetizing. I did buy some nice Norweigan souvenirs for my family though. We spent most of the day sitting at one specific cafe in the shade.

We walked up the hills of Norway to an abandoned Norweigan fortress, which I learned today was actually used by the Nazis to execute Jews. There was a plaque on the wall where I presume men and women were shot. Aaron said that David and his brother were shot here and I started to tear up. There were cannons still stationed at the edge of the fortress too.

We had dinner at Christina Isaksen's house. It was delicious. 

I forgot to mention that yesterday in the church, we spotted a book filled with names of all the service men who lost their lives from 1942-1945, the time when the Nazis were invading Norway. We opened it and were able to find all of the Isaksens listed. It was quite sad and moving. Just think, these men are part of Aaron's family and soon to be part of mine.