Chapter
Summaries
PART III
Scandinavian Serenity

Chapter 14
NORWEGIAN HIGHS
AND LOWS
After arranging an informational exchange in
Bergen, "The Fjord Capital" of Norway, Melawend and I head inland,
going up, and up, beyond the tree line. I discover that the heavy-laden scooter with
the little engine could take on the awesome heights of Norways hinterlands.
This chapter deals mainly with
people-less travel splendid, solitary sightseeing until I reach the town or
Porsgrunn, southeast of Oslo. Here I contend with a delay common anywhere a
flat tire, in the rain, of course. I am ripped off for $65 for a repair that should
have cost $5. As I hitchhike with Melawends rear tire back to camp, a couple takes
me in out of the rain. But the place to which I was directed to camp is on the edge
of war games.
In soggy Kragerø a
penfriend and her fiancé translate a news article that has just been published about the
odyssey, and tell me of their life in Norway. Then Melawend and I set off for Oslo
and Sweden.

Chapter 15
FALLOUT IN NOSTALGIC
SWEDEN
After an unnerving night camped in a Swedish forest, Melawend and I ride to Stockholm
where I do my best to meet people I believed were expecting me.
Swedens prime minister had
been assassinated just six months earlier but it is Chernobyl that is on the
minds of Swedes
they had been the first to detect the fallout. At a rest stop, a man who
drives a Chevrolet Caprice (which cost him the price of two Volvos) talks about Laplanders
forced to slaughter their reindeer. After meeting officials in Stockholm, I meet a Swedish
motorcycle officer who helps me get the broken platform back onto Melawend (I was
concerned hed ticket me for the huge load). He talks about the time he had to
go to Poland to help in the conscription of old men to help in the Chernobyl cleanup.
I recall thinking
about Chernobyl back in Ontario partly because Sweden reminds me so much of my home
province of Ontario the landscape, the houses, the many American-made cars (late
models and classics seem to be everywhere, including an immaculate 1957 Chevy which brings
on a bit of personal nostalgia).
Yes, I do encounter several of
the beautiful blond girls Sweden is famous for, but their smiles for me are only polite in
my brief passing. And the land reminds me too much of home. I throttle up
Melawend and head for Denmark where a girl is waiting for me.

Chapter 16
DANISH DELIGHTS
Because I am able
to stay with a penfriend for a few days in Copenhagen, I discover more of the Scandinavian
atmosphere (despite omnipresent Japanese tourists - like the group filming themselves
clutching the Little Mermaid in the harbour). Marie shows me some of the sights of
the city Hans Christian Anderson called home. She almost keels over with
laughter as we discover whether I am a man or a mouse.
This
segment is about relaxed tourism; taking in the sights and local character,
including the wedding reception on a ship in the harbour. It's also about couples -
people you see just about anywhere, those who are couples and those who want to be -
as seen here in affectionate couples around Copenhagen.
Then Melawend and I are off to
spend a night on a Danish farm where language is problem but friendship is not. The
chapter also deals with communication between foreigners and overcoming the language
barrier which becomes an enjoyable challenge rather than a limiting obstacle.
I take in the Viking Ship Museum in Roskilde and look at Danish folklore.
Finally, Melawend and I head
south for the continent that inspires in me both a sense of fantastic historical ambiance
and of dread neo-Nazism combined with newsreel and Hollywood images of war-ravaged
Europe, here, as we ride toward its north German door.