Many of us live in fear. When I spoke of travelling through Norway, most reactions were negative - out of fear. "The roads are windy, you'll get car sick." "The roads aren't as well kept as in Australia." "The roads are boring, just mountains and valleys the whole way." "It's far." So on and so fourth.

I had probably hitched about 1500 kilometres by this point, true - driving around bend after bend, highway becoming unkept country roads, pot holes and ice, tunnels through mountains, very slow points - but at no point was I ever bored or disappointed by what I saw. After 1500 kilometres, I wasn't as in awe as I was at the start of the journey, so I started to nod off occasionally, or think about things. I had almost reached Tromsø (my destination)...

And then I saw this.

Of course it is healthy to be safe, but sometimes it's also good to take risks. To live a little. Norway took my breath away time and time again, reminding me that the earth has many little nooks and crannies that you can fall upon if you're lucky, or search for if you like. Be open. Let life be what it is. Take a journey or a turn you don't fully understand, and you might be pleasantly surprised.

Let life be what it is.