No, this isn’t the set up to a joke. I’m serious. In Norway, when you go out of town, _any_ town, there’s a forest. There’s forest everywhere, there’s so much forest that Norway is a major exporter of paper goods and wood (yes, you read it correctly, wood).

But here, it’s just grasslands and farmland. There’s no forests. When Christmas comes knocking, there must be a magnificent shortage of Christmas trees, no?