Asker is a town (near Oslo) where I had a 3.5 hour layover, and does not feature the landscape shown above. Instead, this post encompasses the entire 15 hour journey from Kristiansand to Bergen.
Backtracking to Asker, I’m approached on the street by this pair of girls. Most instincts would make you suspicious of that kind of forwardness, but I was curious and felt relatively safe in Scandinavia.
It ended up being the most surreal part of the day. I almost wanted to laugh multiple times during our conversation just because of how absurd it was to meet two Americans (from Las Vegas and Utah) in Asker, on the street on a Wednesday night, and in this context. In case it wasn’t clear why Sister Williams (right) and Sister Ulrich (left) started talking to me, let me zoom in on the book:
I tried to steer the conversation to lighter topics like how they were enjoying Norway or what exactly people do in Asker, but they were good at getting back to religious topics. I really did enjoy hearing what they had to say; it was clear to me from the beginning that they had very strong faith and that comes across powerfully. On the small-talk side, I learned that their assignments are one and a half years, and that they do their work every day, starting with three hours of learning (both the language and the book), followed by knocking on doors and approaching people in the streets. They had to say farewell at the end because they had already gone past their 9p.m. curfew, but not before Sister Ulrich gave me her local number–in case I had any more spiritual questions.