My adventure through Norway started precisely one year ago. 28.06.2017, I took my first step from North Cape to Lindesnes, not really knowing what to expect in the coming four months. All 2700km is now behind me, and I’m celebrating this one-year anniversary by posting the second half of the Q&A.Thank you all for being part of my journey. I will never forget it.

Thank you so much for all your questions, it was so fun for me to go back in time and re-live my journey by answering them.
I keep receiving questions, so I decided to make a two-part Q&A.

So, without further ado, here’s the promised Q&A, I hope you will enjoy it.

I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling stressed. In my dream, I was out walking again, and I had to reach my destination before the darkness settled in. It took me a while to realize that it was in fact just a dream and that my journey through Norway was over.
After 119 days and 3.969.371 steps, my journey ended. The physical and mental tiredness was quite overwhelming, I felt more like a zombie than a champion.

The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can.
-J. R. R. Tolkien

The long days and short nights were starting to take their toll on my body. My shoulders were aching from carrying Mr. Skywalker and my feet were so stiff if I stopped even for a second, it took some time before I could walk normally again.

I walked down to a mall in Åmot, and as I sat by the socket outlet charging my phone, NRK (the public broadcaster) Telemark called. They wanted to interview me, live on today’s local radio broadcast.

I was asked about the encounter with Chuck Norris the Reindeer and my proposal. I was a bit nervous, but it was fun. Afterward, I was walking on happy-adrenalin.

The warm day turned cold, and the wind was no longer caressing my face, but blowing me off course. At 6.15 P.M., it started to get darker, and when I felt raindrops on my face, I decided to put up the tent. I found a spot close to lake Møsvatn, where I had a view towards Hardangervidda (the plateau I was originally planning to walk through). I went to collect some water before settling in for the night.

To start walking again, was a huge relief. During the night, everything had turned wet. Once I got outside the tent, I was momentarily stunned. The fog had cleared and I could now see what I couldn't the previous day. And the sun. The beautiful sun!
The wind was fierce, but after an hour of walking, the descent started, and suddenly, winter was over.

11 km before I reached Hemsedal, I took off from the main road and up a trail which lead me to a dirt road up on the mountain. I was euphoric, it was truly the perfect solution. Now I could walk in beautiful nature without walking through difficult terrain. And the sun was shining like never before.

It was so quiet. Not a gush of wind, no rustling of leaves, not one sound. It was like the air stood still, everything was so calm. The ground was frozen, too cold for the morning sun to thaw.

I have compared my trip to Frodo’s journey several times, wishing I had a Sam by my side too. Not that I am carrying a ring of evil, nor am I dreading my destination, but Frodo and I have had a thing or two in common.
The help I’ve achieved, in the form of either money, compliments, food, or a friendly wave, has meant everything. I have met a lot of Sams, I’ve even been my own Sam, but Simon is my true Sam.

Along the way, it was beautiful bridges and waterfalls, surrounded by tall trees, and because my speed is 6 kilometers per hour instead of 80, I have time to take in all the beauty around me.

It felt so good to be back on the trail. The Autumn had changed the terrain while I'd been walking on the road. The trees were no longer just green, but yellow, red, and orange, and not only the trees but the moss and the marshes as well.

I cannot remember how I reacted when he popped the question. I have no idea what my face looked like. But I do remember saying yes. In my heart, there was no doubt. The man in front of me was the man I wanted. Forever.
“I have a ring, but I forgot it in the car,” Simon said shakily. When we got back to the van, I got the ring.
It was perfect. My precious!

Simon's parents have lent us their van. A big, red wonder with a small kitchen and a sitting area which can be turned into a bed. With everything packed into one "room," it might seem small, but it's surprisingly spacious. Of course, compared to my tent, it's a luxury hotel.

I thought that belonged to the past, but when I saw myself in the mirror for the first time back in Mazé (day 14), I started to cry. I got scared because I had lost weight. I was also fearing what other people would say. It was a long and difficult process, but I was glad that the old wounds from the past could come up yet again because then they could be healed. 

Hattfjelldal (directly translated: Hat Mountain Valley) – a small village inhabited by 605 friendly people, is located in a valley below a mountain shaped like a hat. The first thing I did when I arrived in the village, was to find an empty table at Café Hatten, kick off my shoes, and order a taco pizza. And a piece of cake. And ice cream.

What I met, was a beauty I find hard to describe.
Wild, running rivers crept over moss-covered stones like serpents. The warm light from the evening sun reflected in the icy blue glacier in the far distance of the snow-covered mountains. I was filled with wonder and the beauty became my fuel.

The current was a bit more powerful than I had anticipated, and having my camera on me, I was afraid to fall. But halfway, when I was about to stumble, Chuck Norris was on my right side, and I could lean on him, and we crossed the river together with ease

I noticed I had some signal for the first time in forever, so I called my boyfriend. It gave me more energy than food and chocolate, so after, I climbed the mountain with ease. After that, it was kilometer after kilometer with rocks to get passed. Concentrating on not stumbling or stepping on loose stones, took what I had of energy though, so when I reached the emergency hut Kårsåjaure, I was finished.