Comfort Hotel Stavanger

I went to Stavanger in june to attend the beach volleyball world tour, but when I got there I <br>fund so much else to do that I didnt find the time to watch the volleyball. Its was insane, and <br>the best part is that everything is so close that you can do alot in one day. I spendt 10 days there <br>and it is without doubt the best vacation I have ever been on.<br><br>I live in Amsterdam and ...

... upon Bunker on the most rocky beachheads to be found. We toured them on foot....and it really was a marvel to see. Sandy particularily enjoyed this visit. (Could be a new engineer in the family!)...or a history buff!<br><br>We then went to see a Salmon ladder that was built 100 years ago. The salmon are reportedly huge here. No overfishing in Norway. Plenty for all but lots of stringent rules ...

Another couple mad train rides from Bergen to Oslo and then over to Stavanger took us to small oil town, from where we would make our way to the beautiful lyseford. The fjord is quite deep, and we came to take the hike up to the Preikestolen, high above the fjord. The hike was great, and though we were soaked by rain upon arriving in Stavanger, it wasn't too bad during the 2 hour trek up.

My final European stop was in Stravanger Norway, to visit Kelley. Stravanger is on the western coast and pretty termperate compared to the rest of the country. They don't get much snow, only rain. Just like London! I felt very at home. <br><br>Stravanger has a freakishly adorable downtown with old white wood buildings and curvy narrow cobblestoned streets. In town there are lots of cute little shops that almost (only almost) make you ...

... by this time, it was time to get our stuff and leave for the airport. We got a taxi, picked up our stuff and got driven to the airport. I had just about enough money left for this trip (having intended to get the bus). The tiny airport for the cheap flights to Norway was packed and badly organized. However, we made it, and even got to take Paul Eric's little souvenir knife which they had discovered on the xray system. Wow, that was close! After the late night, it was home sweet home!

... with ducks and other birds, otherwise walk through the old town and its cobbled roads, or window shop in the colourful highstreets or just visit the free 12th century cathedral by the lake in the town centre. All worth spending an hour or two doing. Once again apologies for lack of photos, finding a USB port in libraries if proving very difficult in Norway.

... they had planned for their winter vacations in the weekend newspaper. Lately I am avoiding doing my homework and dreading going to the lessons. I keep thinking I will go for one more week of classes and then reassess. Since I will only be here for a year, how much Norwegian do I really need to know when almost everyone speaks English? I guess I will keep going to class for another week...

... and not the slightest gust of wind. I am well aware of my acrophobia, however I think it has improved a bit over the last few years. For example, I am not really afraid of walking on narrow steep trails, but sheer drops is still a totally different story. I remember one episode in particular, it was a few years ago, where Alf Kåre had to rescue me off a flat rock in Hells Backbone, Utah. I guess it was plenty of room to park a gas guzzling Hummer on top of it, but for me I ...