Rica Hotel Svolvaer
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... the front desk girl, tossed down my visa card and said "I give up, I'll take your cheapest room". She laughs and says "I'll give you a deal" - we're now best friends, she might not know it, but I know it, and that's all that matters.
I came up to my room, had a warm shower, and decided I had to come up with a plan. I started to look into other places in the islands to venture to, but it seems as though much of the islands will be the same as Svolvaer - ...
... but when that wind blows it is truly freezing! . Whaling. We could not believe there was whale on the menu! Apparently Norway ( mostly Northern Norway) is one of the only countries to commercially catch whales! For such an ethical country we were shocked. It's the minke whale on the menu, which we were told is plentiful here. No way! . 24 hours of daylight! It plays havoc with your biorhythms, you want to stay up really late, then the next day you feel like you are ...
... right across the mass to get back to my bike. There were however massive breaks in the ice which looked like mini glacier cuttings. On leaving Kiruna this morning I set up my satnav to take me to the ferry port of Svolvaer and it said arrival time would be about 13h30 or thereabouts. Well, as per usual with me and all my stopping I had only made it to the town of Oyjorda by 13h00 and so after filling up I decided to look for a coffee shop. Right on the seafront ...
... sights and smells are wonderful. On the subject of smell, even the bath towels smell of drying fish so prevailing is that S of the three esses (viz., sights, sounds and smells). In one sense, the smell is nostalgic. It hearkens back to another time, but it is still the smell of today. Only the scale has changed. Once, long ago, the smell got a family and community through the year. Now, and perhaps for the last thousand years, that smell has been a currency of exchange.
... Now, by the time we had completed the Report, abluted x 2 (almost - remember R is slow), and having worried over our delinquent luggage to our - and, undoubtedly, its - distraction, an hour or more had passed. When, lo! says Jen, eyes resting lazily on the long ago emptied but still turning carousel: that's Richard's green luggage strap! And five or so seconds later ... Oh! And that's his backpack! By now rising to her feet and thinking to herself ...