Two miscellaneous items culled from long conversations at the northern edge of Europe.
At a small museum that charts Berlevag's 150-year history as a coastal town, a part-time curator steps from the door, turns from a sea buffeted by a steady summer breeze, and offers this:
"Most people are nice people. It is only the newspaper that says people are not nice people. They should say more that most people are nice people."
Then, in a farmhouse in the Pasvik Valley, surrounded by thick stands of birch and not a few brown bears, a woman who is a mother and local politician and watches a bit global changes in her own back yard, thinks of oil passing through the Barents Sea at an increasing rate, and says this:
"We can't travel in the future like we do today. Vacations in Spain. Flying here, there, in jet planes. It is not possible."