Life's Science: Trollstiegen

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Wednesday, June 27, 2012

And I have proof! Here's Santa (really--a guy with a long, white beard wearing red cycling kit) out for a ride on a rainy Norwegian weekday:

Take my word for it, folks!

Here's what he was about to ride up:

The Trollstigen

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