The Drammen – Oslo route is one of the most frequented commuter runs in the country. I’ve taken that train for three years now, and I’m still amazed at how many new faces I spot every day. Or maybe I’m just not paying attention.
Others are instantly recognizable. The three women across the aisle always sit together, knitting and chatting. Behind them, the guy in the blue all-weather jacket digs out a newspaper and his breakfast: two pieces of hard-crusted bread with brown goat cheese, wrapped in aluminum foil – the same every morning. Slowly, deliberately, he digests his sandwiches along with the news.