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After we arrived in Oslo, we hopped a plane to Trondheim, where my good friend, Håkon lives. Håkon picked us up from the airport and we went back to his place to freshen up a bit before going to see Rosenborg play a private football (soccer) game. On the way to the game, we passed by this ski jump. One of Håkon's friends went down it on a dare and ended up breaking his back or his leg or something. Nasty! It looks pretty scary if you ask me! |