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August 15, 2009
(click on the image to see more photos from my summer in Risør.)

(click on the image to see more photos from my summer in Risør.)

I don’t like driving. With myself behind the wheel, that is.

Then I like the bus better. Or the train. Especially the train, I like the sound, the feeling, the freedom of the train.

I don’t like driving a car myself, but I do love the possibility the car gives me to go wherever I want. Again, the freedom. To get into a car, drive to the left or to the right, north or south, to the mountains or to the sea. Just make a decision and follow it, or not.

It’s more freedom about not making a decision, and instead do what feels right at the moment.

The owner of this car obviously found it right to make a stop at a parking lot on Borøya. Maybe he has taken the ferry over to Sandøya, or maybe he sleeps in a tent near by.

I don’t know.

But what I do know is that I would have been more keen on driving myself if I had a car like that. Maybe.

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