This is a preliminary edition of the Erasmus Summer School 1995 Gallery. The pictures made available on the web so far, are pictures taken by Helge and Frode. If I get my hands on more photos, I will try to scan them. As you can see, the selection of people making these pages a pretty sight, is rather biased. That's because most of the pictures are from the outing and not everybody participated. If any of you have scanned photos from the trip, you can mail them to me by attaching them to an e-mail. Of course, you can also send plain photos. * This page was updated 25.9.1995 by Frode Ulvund  frode.ulvund@hi.uib.no. If any comments, of course don't hesitate to mail. * Click on the thumbnail-photos to enjoy them in full size!

	This is a thirsty Arne. Considering this picture, it is no wonder he got quite a reputation for being able to be a living coffe-machine early in the morning. Since Arne turned out to be the only holy person at the Chapel on our pilgrimage (he was the only one who achieved exactly three chimes with the bell), it must be because of his abilities as a coffe-maker, rather than drinking. Maybe...?
	Peter resting at the Kapellhaus. With the tight schedule (both the course and the evenings out) it wasn't that easy to find the time for rest.
	Another night - another beer...this time starring Ian, Arne and Helge
	Emma and Arne at the Kapellhaus, where most of the foreign students lived.
	Sunday we had our outing, and this picture was taken after the pilgrimage. And never before, probably, did a Weissenbier taste better than after this expedition in the Austrian wilderness.
	Three zealous men aiming for the high mountains. If only they had known how steep it was, at the foot of the mountain as they were, they wouldn't have been running like this.
	Arnt Ola and Frode in St.Wolfang. The laugh is on Arnt Ola, because he had just spil led half his beer on his shirt (which is not that easy to see on this picture). We had only two minutes to reach the boat, so Arnt Ola was trying to be quick. To quick it turned out to be.
	This is Helge - the great photographer. We are bound for St.Wolfgang, with St.Gilgen in the back.
	The Family history course going out as just one big, happy family.
	A panorama view of the old town of Salzburg from the fortress.
	Don't know where, don't know when...
	Astrid, Arne, Peter, Lucy, Emma and Pauline at the fortress. Bet they didn't walk up. I did - with a hangover.
	Lucy, Emma and Ian on the boat to St.Wolfgang.
	Helge and Peter...also on the boat to St.Wolfgang. Those of you with good eyes may see Irina, Jan and Manfred on the bench in the background.
	Michael getting "Neu super massage" - footmassage for tired feet. Arnt Ola, very impatient: "Now it's my turn, now it's my turn!" So, Michael had to step down to let Arnt Ola have a go.
	Michael, Arne, Arnt Ola and Astri outside the Heimatmuseum in St.Gilgen
	A nice view of the old city, with the fortress in the background
	The main street of the old city.
	Being an Arsenal fan, I just had to have a picture of the gun.
	Pauline, Lucy and Emma at the "Salzburghohen" or was it "Hohensalzburg"- the fortress.
	The moving pictureThe camera is still, the room is still but not Pauline and Knut!