I'm not feeling well, I can't sleep, and I'm feeling delirious. This calls for a blog post.
I was looking through FB and I did a double take when I saw Zhu's picture of this:
That's the Kjosfoss Waterfall, located along the flamsbana (railway line from Myrdal to Flam) in Norway. Zhu took this picture in Summer/Autumn.
And this was the picture I took of the same waterfall about 6 months ago in Winter. It says somewhere that the Flamsbana apparently only stops here during summer months, but we were there in Winter/Spring, and we definitely stopped there too (albeit for a really short time because we were freezing our asses off). And this is what the Kjosfoss Waterfall looks like in winter.
I don't know, when I saw these pictures I was quite taken and intrigued by them because it's the same place, only in different seasons. The one taken in Summer/Autumn looks so ferocious, full of energy, with water roaring down -- I can only guess that if one were to stand there, the sound of water gushing forth would be so loud you'd have to raise your voices to hear each other.
And the one in winter; it's the same water, frozen in time. At some point during winter, even mere trickles and rivulets turn to ice and move no longer, only to regain its momentum later on during the warmer months. When we stepped out to look at it, it was deathly quiet. There was little noise save for the chatter from the tourists, and the waterfall was just there, its ferocity and energy from the summer months non-existent. It was so calm and reticent and elegant and if it weren't for the fact that I was freezing to death I'd have stayed a little longer.
Dang, I really miss having some seasons for a change. I'm really getting sick of the weather here, literally.
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