Melting heat in Oslo
Trip Start Jun 14, 2009
30Trip End Jul 14, 2009
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It’s a beautiful morning and we are excited to board our ferry for an 8 hour ride to Oslo. We waited near our car to board the ferry with our car alongside campers, semis, cars and vans loaded with bikes and camping gear. The other ferry next to ours is headed on a shorter trip to Sweden and apparently many Danes go to Sweden to shop because it’s cheaper.
Well, since we were novices we really didn’t know the routine. But apparently the thing to do was to secure the best seat either inside by the window or a good chair outside in the sun. Well, we got a seat, just not the best one. The boat was a huge, new; ten deck boat so there was plenty of room. We really wanted to wander around a lot. We also got a small room to store our lunch and backpacks in and to maybe take a rest later, although we really didn’t use it.
Of course we wanted to stand at the very front of the boat and watch the open seas. It was refreshing and we met some other American’s from California who were traveling to Norway for their daughter’s wedding to a Norwegian.
On the boat we kept very busy on a great internet connection, reading, playing cards, playing slot machines and buying stuff in the duty free shop.
Once we spotted land again we parked ourselves on the upper deck and were wide eyed at the beautiful Norwegian coastline dotted with cute fishing homes or cabins. We also spotted the fjord where Sandy’s ancestors on her dad’s side hail from, which is aptly named the Sandefjord. We enjoyed the spectacular and dramatic scenery up the Oslo fjord so much that we were the last ones on the deck and when we got to our car, it was sitting almost alone in the boat. The ride went fast, was smooth and sunny, and full of distractions, and at rush hour, we arrived in the biggest Norwegian city of Oslo, about 5-600,000 people.
We were surprised at how hot it was in Oslo and quickly learned that they were experiencing record heat, no wonder we were melting