Stavanger, Norway: Camping in Rain with Spiders

Trip Start Jul 28, 2013
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Trip End Feb 06, 2014


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Flag of Norway  , Western Fjords,
Saturday, August 17, 2013

Welcome to cold, grey, rainy Norway!

Hire car check, SatNav check - we were on our way, or so we thought. With the SatNav probably not updated since 1993 we found ourselves driving around in circles whilst watching the light fade and rain come in.

Once we did find our new home for the night the wind and rain brought with it a comedy of errors with Sam assuring me there were no instructions for the tent and me eventually being sent to wait in the car... whilst he read the instructions. A short while later a proud Samuel emerged from the tent stating it was all set up and good to move into. Unzipping the inside told another story "oops, I hadn't looked in there yet" but with a few more adjustments and some local creatures being disposed of all was good and we settled in for our first night of camping.

The next morning we woke to the soothing sounds of pouring rain, a motorway not far from our heads and a few of my favourite eight legged creatures both inside the tent and my jacket which I had wisely left hanging on top of the inner tent - lesson learnt. Got me up and out of bed quickly though. Sam on the other hand hadn't slept a wink due to investing in a paper thin piece of foam to lay on which didn't quite cushion against the rocky ground.

The town of Stavanger turned out to be a pretty little place built around a harbour and made up of cobbled streets, brightly painted buildings on one side and rows of white houses on the other. Quaint yes but also quieter than Zug on a winters Sunday! Urrrgh boring!! We eventually found one shop that was open, a souvenir shop, so went in there to see some form of life then did another lap through the streets and along the water to check out all the jellyfish, not a place for swimming.

Thankfully people emerged from their slumber around lunchtime and by 3pm it was packed with people out to watch the cyclists in the Tour de Fjords cross the finish line which was conveniently right in front of a pub so we settled in to watch that. Sam with a coke and me a beer, unlucky driver, but at those prices it was one and one only.

Due to our wonderful SatNav driving home ended up taking 30km rather than the actual 3km and saw us near collide with a bedbase which had fallen off the back of a truck. I climbed out of the car along with a lady in front to drag it off the highway whilst the owners came running down the hard shoulder to claim it. Use some rope next time buddy as that was a bloody narrow escape.
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