Little Evan gave me a great goodbye, running from one window
to the other to say “Bye bye” to Tio Vivi. He is one cute and very curious
little boy, who will keep his parents on their toes for a few years to come.
Greg got the task of preparing him for school, while Ceci drove me to the
airport, which is less than 10 minutes away from their home. They are a great
young couple, and I look forward to seeing them again soon.
The flight to Oslo
was uneventful, and by 10:30 am I was leaving the airport, and at 11 am the bus
dropped me off in the downtown area. A comparatively short walk brought me to
my hotel, where I left my backpack to start my exploration of the city. My plan
is to walk through the city today, soaking its atmosphere and vital force, and
to buy an Oslo Pass for tomorrow, which I plan to
devote to the visit of the Fram and Kon-Tiki museums, the Viking museum, and
the Cultural History museum.
I like Oslo .
It is a modern city, with lots of new glass buildings and public spaces, now
and then interrupted by historic monuments of considerable gravitas (e.g., the
National Library, the National Theater, or the Royal Palace ).
Christmas has arrived already (in fact, Christmas was already on its way a week
ago in London and in Bergen, and in a modest way in Tromsø as well), and the
streets were full of people doing window shopping, buying groceries for the
weekend (tomorrow Sunday nothing but museums and restaurants will be open), and
attending the big Christmas market near the Parliament building, or the crafts
market near the Cathedral. The latter was particularly interesting, because
many Sami products were being offered for sale, including reindeer wool
sweaters and gloves, reindeer sausages, knives and cheese slicers with antler
handles, and delicacies from northern Norway . On my way back I allowed
myself to be carried by the crowd into the Christmas market, where a group of
about 20 young skaters delighted the audience with their skating routines, well
choreographed to happy music.
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