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		<title>Sandefjord, Norway.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2007 02:27:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This beautiful town in the southeastern part of Norway nestled in the bottom of the fjord it took its name from was a site for sore eyes when I reached there last winter. I had been away for 21 years. It was too long they told me and I guess they were right in that. A lot had changed since last time that is for sure. A lot of new buildings and modernization had happened. The big dry dock and &#8230;<div class="read_more"><a href="http://arildnygard.com/sandefjord-norway/">read more</a></div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><font size="2" face="Verdana">This beautiful town in the southeastern part of Norway nestled in the bottom of the fjord it took its name from was a site for sore eyes when I reached there last winter. I had been away for 21 years. It was too long they told me and I guess they were right in that. A lot had changed since last time that is for sure. A lot of new buildings and modernization had happened. The big dry dock and shipyard was all gone. The dock had a ferry terminal connecting it with Sweden. This town that was once the high seat for the big whale hunting companies that opened it all up in the Antarctic was now bearing very little sign on the exterior that is was still a very active shipping community. The nature of shipping had changed so much that any direct link like the shipyard was no longer viable there. The cost of operation was simply too high for it to be competitive. Instead the owners had simply moved location of their business and just kept local offices intact. Oh yea, the old money was still there but more out of view nowadays. I remember as young boys we would go down to the docks and get some freshly caught shrimp that was cooked on the way into port. It was still warm and we would eat it right there on the docks with some fresh bread and mayonnaise. Man was that good. Once you had the real fresh stuff you will never forget the taste of it. Later on in my travel to Norway I realized that it was not just my hometown that had changed but I had also changed and so had the whole country of Norway. Even the language had changed. There was new words added to it all the time but it was still easy to understand, after all it was still my mother tongue.</font></p>
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		<title>I don’t know what happened!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2007 02:06:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I once thought I had a friend and found out that it might not be so. Have you ever wondered were friendships are going. Did you ever think about friends you had in school and what ever happened to them? Maybe they are dead or have moved far away like I did. I was borne in Norway and all my childhood friends are or was there as far as I know. What ever happened to them? I’m talking about a &#8230;<div class="read_more"><a href="http://arildnygard.com/i-don%e2%80%99t-know-what-happened/">read more</a></div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><font size="2" face="Verdana">I once thought I had a friend and found out that it might not be so.</font></p>
<p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><font size="2"><font face="Verdana">Have you ever wondered were friendships are going. Did you ever think about friends you had in school and what ever happened to them? Maybe they are dead or have moved far away like I did. I was borne in Norway and all my childhood friends are or was there as far as I know. What ever happened to them? I’m talking about a small Norwegian town called Sandefjord; about 1.5 hours drive southwest from the capitol of Oslo. Growing up in this small town in Norway was a very comfortable life as a child. All you needed for you well being and fun was easily within reach for a young boy on his bike. I could go swimming in the sea during the summer. I could go fishing in the lakes. I could go horseback riding and hiking anytime after school. During the winter there was always lots of skiing available just around the corner. I used to go on my skis to school during the winter months. So where did my friends go? When I was there for a visit last winter during the Holidays I had the opportunity to visit one of them. After 20 some years since last time we met I could not recognize him at all. If we had met on the street I would have walked right by without a clue who it was for sure. This time I was lucky as my brother was present and could introduce me again. What a surprise it was. The skinny long haired boy I remembered was long gone and in place was a adult man with a pot belly and nearly bold, smoking cigars and enjoying life working on his hobby that had become his full time work. Fixing old cars. The man had become a crafts man and had gained a reputation for his excellent work. It goes to show that life deals us card that we have to make do with the best we can. He did very well in his choice and really enjoyed his life as a family man with solid work to go to every day. He had his own shop after all so being the boss made for a flexible lifestyle. <span> </span></font></font></p>
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