<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Nordic-Spectacle on vo.rs</title><link>https://vo.rs/tags/nordic-spectacle/</link><description>Recent content in Nordic-Spectacle on vo.rs</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><copyright>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.</copyright><lastBuildDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2025 09:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://vo.rs/tags/nordic-spectacle/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Wife-Carrying World Championships: The Prize Is the Wife's Weight in Beer</title><link>https://vo.rs/encore/wife-carrying-world-championships-sonkajarvi/</link><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2025 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://vo.rs/encore/wife-carrying-world-championships-sonkajarvi/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The finish straight at Sonkajärvi is 253.5 metres of sand and gravel with a chest-deep pit of brown water dug into the middle of it, and the man barrelling towards you has a fully grown adult hanging upside-down off his back like a rucksack that grew legs. She is gripping his waist with both hands. Her ankles are hooked over his shoulders. Her head is somewhere around his kidneys. He can&amp;rsquo;t see her, she can&amp;rsquo;t see where they&amp;rsquo;re going, and the pair of them are moving at a speed that would embarrass most club runners on dry, unencumbered ground. This is the Wife-Carrying World Championships, and the winner will be handed his teammate&amp;rsquo;s exact bodyweight in beer.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>