A few thousand people on the ferry jockeying for food in a buffet is not a recipe for improving international relations, particularly when one has not had one's coffee or a good night's sleep. And I admit that I have been drawn back into the clutches of caffeine, there being no brewed decaf. Plus, if you are going to have caffeine, there is no better coffee than this, my friends, and I think the rest of the Scandinavian countries will be as excellent!
When we get to our hotel this evening, I will be in need of a major overhaul. There will be wet laundry hanging in the bathroom for a few days but I am going to splurge and have the hotel launder my jeans, preparing to pay whatever the price. (I think it was $3 for a pair of underwear in Denmark.)
Later: We are getting a reputation with the group for bringing up the rear. It happened again this morning as we were exiting the ship and realized that we had the place darn near to ourselves. John says we must improve. Our dear Norwegian group leader, Kari, met us nonetheless with a large pink rose waving above her head to make her easy to see. We've already had several interesting conversations with her.
First stop in Oslo was to the Norwegian National Opera and Ballet by the Snohetta architectural firm. At a cost of $700 million, it's Norway's most expensive building.
Next was Frognerparken Sculpture Park featuring over 200 works of Gustav Vigeland. A huge and spacious park, we really didn't do it justice but with the blustery wind and occasional rain, we protested our return to the bus a bit less than we might have if the sun were shining.
P.S. I am going to launder my own jeans since the hotel charges $25.
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