It is a simple little part of Henrik Ibsen's life, but it is the foundation of the man. It is in this environment that he matured. It is not just the museum that is important, but the place. You are able to walk the same little streets and see how life was in another time. You are able to collect your thoughts and understand . . . not be overwhelmed by stuff. It is all understated and quiet, like much of Norway. If you are in the area, and have not taking time to think of Ibsen, do take the time.