. It was really a bit frustrating. So, after running to the very front of the terminal (dropping and breaking his sunglasses along the way for which he continued to curse Rome the rest of the trip), he finally got cash , we bought our tickets and we were on our way. We again flew Ryanair from Rome to Oslo, very good flight (and very cheap, too - under 100 Euro for the three of us plus two checked bags - can’t beat that!!). We arrived at Torp Airport just south of Oslo and caught a train to our hotel which was at Sandvika. Did I mention I love traveling by train? I LOVE traveling by train. So much easier and more relaxing than by air.
We stayed at Thon Hotel Oslofjord, which was sort of at the end of the most expansive shopping mall I think I’ve seen outside of Mall of America. We had to walk through the mall to get to the hotel, which was a bit strange (and took forever), but we got there! Originally we thought that we maybe would venture into Oslo in the afternoon to have a look around (and I had really hoped to see Edvard Munch's The Scream
at The Munch Museum)…however all of our traveling and early mornings caught up with us and after finding something to eat for dinner (Trystan and I shopped at the grocery store for food and Brian ate at Burger King), we pretty much just napped, watched TV, and vegged in the hotel room. It was a much needed day of rest, and we wanted to be fresh for our “Norway in a Nutshell” train ride to Bergen tomorrow.
We left Rome very early this morning. Our transport to the airport was by bus, but since we arrived too late at Termini yesterday to buy our tickets, we had to purchase them right before the bus arrived. We made the 15 minute walk to Termini…if I thought Rome was a bit scary at night, it was more so that early in the morning. The sights that morning included guys who had clearly slept outside all night brushing their teeth at the drinking fountains (the water fountains are all over the city and they have a continuous flow of water), RATS running around scavenging, and add to that the very strong smell of urine here and there, well, I have to say I was not sad to be leaving. Luckily we arrived at Termini a little early…because once again, no cards accepted, cash only. Brian had to make a mad dash to the ATM because we did not have enough Euro…and of course the nearest ATM was out of order. He asked a police officer where the next nearest one was and got some very vague motioning in a general direction…again not very helpful (which is unfortunately what we found in Rome with the exception of Roberto, our host at our B&B)