"We must go to Norway," insisted our oldest son, "even if we only touch our toes on its border!" So we embarked on another family adventure. Imagine our surprise and delight when our train rolled onto a ferryboat and we floated atop the Baltic Sea from Warnemunde, Germany, to Malmo, Sweden. I couldn't believe there was a boat strong enough to carry an entire train!

Again on dry land, we dieseled on to Norway, where we did more than touch our toes on the land. At Vineland Park in Oslo we played among the enormous nude statues and were served hamburger patties topped with poached eggs.

In Bergen, we ate lefse, explored the Viking museums and took a "10-minute" walk that took an hour to composer Edvard Grieg's home. I saw original music manuscripts of many pieces I have performed.

In the painting, we are waiting in the Bergen harbor for the boat that will take us through some of Norway's magnificent fjords.

Lastly, we hopped a "Troll Train" and chugged from Flam through exquisite mountain ruggedness back to Bergen. Someday we'll return and travel up to Tromso, near the arctic circle, where my mother's family lived.

Touching a toe in a country is only a tease.

Happy music and art, Cinder LeDell