I’ve never really gotten too excited about the whole “watching the sunset” thing.
Sure, if I’ve got nothing else to do or nowhere else to be, I’ll watch it: usually on holidays.
But it happens everyday.
I’ve heard it rises everyday as well, but sleep interfers with any first hand knowledge on the subject.
I want to see the sun not set.
I’ll pay big money for that. One of these days I’m going to fly to Tromso, Norway to watch that.
That would be something to see!
I guess if the sun never sets there, it doesn’t really rise either. They should advertise that too.
note: I wonder if Fiddler on the Roof is popular in Norway.
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jimsmuse // May 9, 2008 at 1:20 am
I do not know if “Fiddler on the Roof” is popular in Norway, but I do have a cast recording of “Little Shop of Horrors” that is sung completely in Icelandic.
It is every bit as surreal as it sounds.
Ed Reese // May 9, 2008 at 1:20 am
I am a child of the 60’s - Sunsets looked better on drugs.
Turkish Prawn // May 9, 2008 at 1:06 pm
I have a friend who LIVES for sunsets. He invites us over to watch them from his deck and drink good beer. I’d never tell him but the beer and the conversation are the necessary components here, not the pink sky. All the sun does is make blue dots dance around on my retina.
I’d never tell him that, though.
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S. Le // May 9, 2008 at 8:01 pm
Your logic dazzles me. I bow to your greatness.
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