St. Svithun Hotel
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No matter how much I have traveled, the actual journey still manages to make me anxious. I set 3 alarms between my phone and my iPad just to make sure I would wake up on time and finally I couldn't sleep at all anyways. That didn't manage to get me behind schedule in leaving the hotel, however. Luckily, I was already packed; I just had to freshen up and walk to the airport.
As it turns out, there was no need to rush at all. In fact, I probably could have stayed ...
... the lake behind was pretty and the architecture of the various buildings interesting. The wooden houses dating back over one hundred years.
A visit to a local phone shop enabled me to finish sending some of the What's App photos to family.
Evening entertainment again below par..
Laerdal conceived the idea of a lifelike mannikin, which was able to be ventilated by mouth to mouth. The search for the most appropriate face for the mannkin was solved with the plaster "death mask" hanging on a wall in his in-laws home. The mask was of a girl allegedly drowned in the river Siene in Paris, and was a popular mass produced ornament at the time. The mannkin was named "Anne" - this had been the name ...
... on for nothing! What a score! We were so thrilled that was until we saw the stairs. All 20 flights of them. Stairs, my worst enemy. I decided to not have my arms ripped out today and maneuvered my big bag on my back and my backpack on the front. Not fun times. Our connection lady found us, out of the crowd, how in the world who knows, but she did. She must have been told to look for the two hot models ;) Because of our connection we were able to get on the boat before anyone else ...
... to the hotel to clean up and head back out. We took an outside table (it was a beautiful day) at a place called Hansen Hjorner. I ordered a Stavanger fishcake on brioche bread and a pint of local pilsner. A very good choice. As we were enjoying our meal and the revelry, there was Jorid again approaching our table. Since she lived in Stavanger, she asked if we wanted a personal tour. We jumped at the proposal. Norway is a very, very expensive country, ...