I love these.

I've mentioned in the past I married my ex in a replica of the Borgund Stave.

That marriage feels like a non-event, a blip in my history, but I still love the stave. We lived in the same town as it, when I was in junior high. My mom's friend's house was in walking distance, so I was there a lot. Robert and I tried to go see it in 2008, but we arrived too late in the evening and the gate was closed.