about those fjords…
Today I met a wonderful lady from Santa Barbara named Nancy. There are also some lovely retirees from Vancouver with whom I dine each evening as we have been assigned to the same table at 6:30pm every night. And last night I met a jovial retired goat farmer from Tromso (where I am writing this) so I have talked to a few people. But, as Nancy and I were discussing this morning, there isn’t a ton of interaction between strangers on the boat.
It’s unfortunate I didn’t meet Nancy earlier. She is delightful and celebrated her 75th birthday on the boat. I would have bought her a glass of champagne had I met her in time. She got off the boat in Tromso to visit friends in Denmark so we only had a fleeting conversation.
We were discussing how we both thought we were going through the fjords. I’m glad I’m not the only one who was confused. I am going to end all the Norway posts with my insights in what I would have done had I known more so we won’t get into that yet.
Hurtigruten is really a cargo ship that goes where it’s good for business. Passengers are an extra. The staff are very pleasant and some are really memorable, like Stavros who discouraged me from buying wine at lunch since there is apparently a special deal tonight. Exciting! I had a lengthy conversation with the staff when I got on board as I didn’t think I needed an entire bottle of wine every day (the much promoted wine package) but I tried the house wine the first night and I am not too sure about the ship’s sommelier…
The hazards of being a wine snob 🙂 But the good news was that I could order a bottle and keep it on the ship, sipping away until it was finished. So I could reduce my cost per glass – and more importantly – choose what would be poured when I had a glass of wine. I realize I look a little nuts carrying around a bottle of wine but I also know I am drinking much better wine than most of the passengers 🙂
There is much to say as I have been on the ship for a few days. There is lots of downtime so I have been typing but mostly catching up on the past, rather than recording the present… so will have to figure out how to frame the experiences on the ship.
But this post is about fjords! Because I really imagined cruising through a bunch of fjords. But I gather the ship is too
large to do a lot of the fjords so you need to see them on a different ship. And it’s a bit early. May has been fun but the season really starts in June it seems.
All that being said, that made last night extra magical. It was announced if the weather was right, the ship would go into the Trollenfjord around 11pm. You could buy a kitschy souvenir for 84 kroner but I just stuck with taking photos – and trying not have my fingers fall off from frostbite!
We are now in the Arctic Circle. So enjoy the pictures – just appreciate it was around freezing temperature as I was snapping them. But we are also now in the midnight sun so taking photos around midnight while it looks like daytime and the light plays tricks with the mountains and your eyes is pretty extraordinary. Well worth staying up for. And I saw a fjord!!!










kids on a rope :)
There is a short list now of places that I absolutely MUST see and it’s one of those wonderfully pleasant dilemmas each year deciding which destination (maybe two if times are flush) will be knocked off the list.
I have had some wonderful adventures by visiting a place at a special moment in its history so I decided to finally see the fjords since 2014 would be Norway’s 200th anniversary. And I would start in Oslo on May 17th to see the National Day up close and personal.
It’s definitely a worthwhile endeavour. I think I saw every school child in Norway! But it may have just been all the children in Oslo.
That is the focus of the day. There is a children’s parade to the palace where they are greeted by the king and queen of Norway. I think I saw them waving on the balcony but I was just floating with the experience so I am sure better preparation would have allowed a closer royal sighting. But I think monarchies in the 21st century are dumb so…
following the locals 🙂
I was excited to manage to score a good spot for the parade despite not even being clear on where the parade route was. The hotel staff were vague (I gather no one bothers unless they know kids in the parade). The tradition is to dress up in traditional costumes so I just followed a group looking as though they had stepped from 19th century Norway out of the hotel until I saw a big crowd, where I parted company with the people in fancy dress in case they were going somewhere the bouncers were checking for embroidery instead of designer threads.
I managed to get a great view of the parade and sported the sunburn for a couple of days to prove it. (Do recommend a hat if you watch the parade!) It goes on for a long time. I can understand Norwegians shunning it after a few years. But there are lots of small children. While not every child is in traditional
wave that flag!
dress, almost everyone looks festive.
It’s a very cool experience as children are inherently entertaining. But what is also really heartwarming about 21st century Oslo is the inclusiveness of the society.
Sunday is the day to go to the National Gallery. It’s free! Free and Norway are not concepts you normally put together … but on Sunday you can see The Scream, antique furniture and thought provoking modern art all for free!
Combined with the parade, it offered some insight into Norwegian culture (the history is still a bit murky – plan is to clear that upon my return to Oslo). One of the museums proclaimed Norway the “peace nation”. And this is where you can score a Nobel Peace Prize.
I love nations with a smart agenda. I had envisioned Norway as one of those countries that was beyond post-modern – a country of the future. It has not disappointed. The museums were interesting and provocative (a big emphasis on human rights and free speech) but what was most gratifying to see was the diversity of children included in the National Day parade.
The whole world was represented. Not only different skin tones but different facial features. Some wore traditional Norwegian dress, which really warmed my heart. I think immigration is a total force for good. But, if you change countries, you should be madly in love with a foreign national or madly in love with what that foreign country represents. Some countries posit better concepts than others. If you like your own culture, stay put. Immigration works when people come to a new place for the right reasons.
I haven’t met enough people yet to have a solid prognosis on 21st century Norway. But I have never seen such a variety of foreign faces in a European country. And everyone was included – a handicap did not exclude you. You just had someone pushing your wheelchair.
a rope of the world 🙂
The small children were attached to a rope to deter wandering. But the diversity of the rope gave one hope for the 21st century. As does the fresh air. Go Norway! I think there is much the rest of the world can learn from these reformed Vikings 😉
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