My brother and I went to Norway with our grandmother's maiden name and the name of the town
that she came from, Boverbru. We got to Boverbru and thought that we would look up the church records
of who had been born that would be related to us. The church was closed, so we knocked on the house
next door. When we explained that we were looking for our relatives they invited us in for tea and
they invited the people who lived upstairs too. When the people from upstairs came down and heard
our story and our grandmother's name they got on the phone and spoke a bunch of rapid Norwegian.
Then they hung up the phone and said, "It appears we are second cousins."