Gardermoen Airport Hotel

... and scoops on the roof so the snow can slide off. I have read Kristen Lavransdaughter.....my only Norwegian Nobel prize winner for Literature novel...and I have spelt it horribly. But it is a trilogy based on the life of a 13th century woman in Norway. I had forgotten that I had read this book but was reminded when we saw the old homes and outbuildings.<br><br><br>The Vigeland Sculpture Park was our favourite place. Amazing work! This dude needs further study! It was ...

... up, we would be thrown from one side of the halls to another, crashing into other people, tables, chairs and walls. We found that the best way to get through the halls was actually to run. It was all quite a lot of fun. When we got to the club, it was almost completely empty. Dancing was impossible given the rocky conditions, so to make it a bit more fun they started up a karaoke night. There were some very funny performances with all the singers rocking from side ...

... I went for broke and, having grown up in the midwest where buffets and potluck dinners are as commonplace as...well, air, I was quite adept at maximizing the plates area in three dimensions. Good eats. Made it back to the car and swung around the Oslo castle for a quick look (one star). Most unique thing we could say about the castle is that it seems the ladies of the evening line the streets near the eastern edge of the ol' structure ...

So what's the point of all this? Why am I doing what I'm doing? I'm not really seeing the places I'm visiting. I ride for a day. I do a quick tour of wherever I am and then I move on. Then I get tired or get hurt and then I don't see anything. Now! Really! What's the point of it all? Maybe all I'm really going to do is visit one city in every country(or maybe just drive through a country) in the world (all 195 "official" countries). That is my goal. Visit ...

... oven. It turned out pretty darn good actually. Then we took the bus (which by the way costs like $11 each way per person) downtown to this bar/club called Uncle Donalds which was cool, but we arrived way too early (my fault, Tom did warn me). We sat, drank, and people watched most of the night. The Dj was an interesting character switching between hip hop and hard core oldies throwing in some 80s music here and there. It was hard to ...

... to Sinhala (the language of Sri Lanka) to help arriving passengers. På vei til Oslo (On the way to Oslo) Sitting in the ultra-modern train, I caught my first glimpse of the Norwegian landscape unfolding before my eyes: green rolling hills, thick birch forests, and modern roads and highways coursing through the pristine fields. The intimate, contiguous, pastel-colored buildings that were so typical of Italy were now replaced by open ...

... on the top that brought it all back to me. Needless to say I was in even less jovial mood getting back on the bus 30min's later. However my poor mood was lifted by Frank and it is at this moment that the significance of his last story comes into play. On sitting down Frank asked if I had bought anything. When id finished my tea complaint he took a packet of crisps and a bottle of coke out of his pocket and said that these were what he got...but that I would never believe what ...

... have a lot of energy and need to drain this energy daily, still with the holiday weekend, there was nothing I could do beside walk the cold streets of Oslo in my solitude and went full circle back to the train station. A great way to kill time, I utilized the free wireless internet and surfed for a while. Out of curiosity I went to the Burger king nearby inside the train station - not to buy food but to use Burger king as a catalyst in ...

... pine-filled islets and quiet sea-side manors make Oslo melancholic, reserved, placid. There's a sweetness in every person we encountered that differs greatly from their vicious Viking ancestors. Everybody has a smile to give or an extra minute of pleasant small talk to partake in. It only seems fitting that everyone is beautiful in this beautiful northern land.

Not the most thrilling experience we've had... Afterall, my timetable was right!... If it was Saturday. So we had to wait many hours (I cant even remember now) but once we got on that train... My goodness. Nicest train! We had our own little section, with only a family of 3. Everyone else around us seemed to be getting hit up for reservation fees, but we have a feeling alot of the conducters dont know about Eurail passes too well and we didnt have to ...