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We hit the road to Kabelvåg. We stop half way at in Stamsund,
but the small fishing village does not live up to our expecations based
on what the Rough Guide told us. We
carry on along a very nice coast line on the south shore of the island of
Vestvågøya. We follow the coast until the bridge to Austvågøya.
From there it is a short drive to Kabelvåg. Ik thought we had booked a
cottage at the Tyskhella Rorbu, but the reception is closed. With some
difficulty I manage to get the phone number and the office turns out to be
somewhere in the village centre: "It is the yellow house you should be
looking for", is the somewhat vague direction we are given. We do find it
however. Our Rorbu is not ready yet and we have to wait for an hour. We do
that drinking a soft drink outside the café/restaurant
Præstenbrygga on the central square, that is a bit oversized for a small
place like this. After an hour the cottage has been cleaned and we can drive
there. We find out we have rented a Statsbu. That is a fisherman's hostel,
built in 1932 by the government for the benefit of the fishermen. They got
better housing conditions and become less dependent on the greedy owners of
the Rorbu, who used to
charge a large proportion of the fisher's catch as a rent. The house is
situated nicely on the waterfront is relatively spacious. Each house has
been diveded up into 4 appartments, two downstairs and two upstairs. Our
downstairs appartment gives access to a terrace. The kitchen is slightly
primitive, but offers enough equipment to cook us dinner.
Erik goes out shopping for dinner and lunch. Around 5 we have dinner followed by coffee at Præstenbrygga. After that we drive to Henningsvær, about 18 km back along the road we came. The village is at the end of an isthmus (followed by tow bridges to an island). It is picturesquely set against the backdrop of huge snow capped mountains. The evening sun makes it even more enjoyable. We walk around the village before return to our cottage in Kabelvåg. Back in our cottage we watch some Dutch tv on our computer (there is no tv) and turn in for the night. i
Weather: sunny, 16°C/61°F.
We are on our way to Harstad. Harstad
is on the
Vesterålen-islands. We pass a fair number of tunnels and bridges before we
reach Hinøya
one of the Vesterålen islands. The mountains are lower here, the landscape
is more rural and agricultural and we see more houses and farms than on the
Lofoten. We drive along a number of beautiful fjords. We reach the jetty at
Flesnes for the ferry to Refsnes crossing the
Gullesfjord. The crossing takes around 20 minutes. Then it is another 45
minutes to Harstad. We have booked a room at the
Clarion
Hotel Atlanticus. Fine hotel on the quays. After installing ourselves in
the room we drive on to the medieval Trondenes church. The church dates back
to the 14th century and has served as fortress for some time. It
is a stone structure surrounded by a defensive wall. Unfortunately this
chuch does not open for visitor before next weekend. We have coffee on the
outdoor terrace of the historic museum also on the Trondenes peninsula about
a 2.5 km out of Harstad. Then we want to have a look at the Adolf Gun, the
largest piece of artillery from the Second World War. It is located on a
working military barracks of the Norwegian Army. Guided tours are available
from the 18th of June, so we are one day early.
There is nothing we can do about that so we return to Harstad, which is not
a very attractive place and on a Sunday as good as dead. Back to the hotel.
I make my way to the gym for excecises. Later in the evening we make use of
the dinner buffet, which is included in the room price. It is not top notch,
but good enough to eat and above all it is free.
Later that evening we go out for coffee at the café Metzo downtown. At 8.45 it is time for the Netherlands' final match in the group phase of the Euro 2012 tournament. The Dutch team suffers its third and final defeat 2-1 against Portugal. il
Weather: 17°C/63°F. Sunny morning, overcast later. Some rain in the afternoon.
The serve a great breakfast at the Clarion
Collection Hotel Atlanticus. There is a drunken guest in the breakfast room,
but he does not bother us. Today we drive most of route we came on
yesterday. After the ferry to Refsnes we turn in the direction of Sortland,
however on the isladn of
Langøya. We get there via a high and long bridge spanning the Sortlandssund.
On this island of the Vesterålen we follow the Eastern coastline until Melbu.
The route to Melbu is very green. Lots of farms and forests. And quite a
number of settlements, at least againt North Norwegian standards. In Melbu
we have to wait for an hour for the next ferry to Fiskebøl. We kill the time
with shopping at the local super market. The crossing toFiskebøl on the
Lofoten takes 25
minutes. From there it is another 30 minutes to Svolvær,
the largest town in the Lofoten. He we drive to Svinøya, an islet with lots
of Rorbuer cottages. We have rented one. Nice little house and stylishly
furbished with waterfront views. The doors and ceiling are quite low so we
cannot help bumping our heads a couple of times. When we have settled
in we go and have a look at downtown Svolvaer. We have coffee and cake at
the bakery. After that we walk around a bit, but Svolvær is not spoilt for
sights. There are lots of services like schools, a hospital and some
supersized shops. The town's only charm is its setting in a beautiful
scenery. But we are a bit exhausted and don't feel like venturing out much.
We could have taken a closer look at the typically shaped mountain peak,
which is popular among climbers. \
After our home cooked meal we watch Spain beat Croatia 1-0.
Weather: some cloud and sunny spells. No rain. 15°C/59°F.
We have breakfast in our cottage and then drive out to
the harbour for our crossing to the mainland. The boat leaves promplly at
8.15. It is a smooth crossing and we first call on the island of Skrova aan. This apparently a destination for day trekkers. We continue for our crossing
to Skutvik. We arrive there at 10.30. From there we drive towards the E6 or
the Atlantic highway. First we pass the village of Hamarøy and the farmstead
of Hamsund, the childhood house of Nobel Prize laureate and author
Knut Hamsun (1859-1952). Hamsun grew up in this area in modest
circumstances. Later he got international acclaim for his innovative novel
Hunger (Sult). In 1917 he received the Nobel Prize for literature.
In his later work the bond between man and his native earth becomes more
prominent in his work. For Hamsun that relates to this region. During the
Second World War and occupation he supported the Nazis and became a very
controversial
figure. He even had meetings with Hitler and Goebbels. It was
not until recently that his work is getting a more positive critique in his
home country. A few kilometres further down the road we see a goose standing
by the side of the road. We take some pictures, but the animal is not
bothered in the least. Then we have the best part of 3 hours left for
our journey to Bodø. The highway, the E6, takes us through countless tunnels
along the coast, lakes and fjord. It is the only road, as Norway is merely
20 km wide in this part of the country. Now and then the road takes to
higher grounds where the lakes are still frozen. We do not see any villages
of significance
until we reach Fauske. We stop here for coffee. I have been
here before, some 30 years ago. Then it is another hour through brand new
tunnels to Bodø. There we stay again at the
Youth Hostel.
We are fined Nkr 500 (75 euro) for parking to close to a bus stop. The
parking wardens are very much on the ball here. We have dinner in the
Hostel's kitchen (accompanied with a bottle of wine from the Vinmonopolet)
and go out for coffee at the Melkebaren - a café cum ice cream parlour
downtown. Then we watch another football match in our room: England-Ukraine, 1-0.
Weather: clouds with sunny spells.16°C/61°F
We get up a bit early and go for breakfast in the
railway station's restaurant (included in the Hostel price). After that we
drive up to the airport. Not more than 5 minutes. We hand in the car key and
get the advice to pay the parking ticket ourselves at any post office in
Norway. We drop off our bags and stop for coffee in the cafeteria. After the
security check we wait for our boarding call for our
SAS flight to Oslo.
We leave on time at 10.20am and arrive around 11.30 at
Gardemoen airport. We have to wait a
while for our bags before we can buy tickets for the
Flytog (170kr.) from a ticket machine.
This is the high speed train to Central Oslo. We could have just as easily
swiped our credit card through a terminal and use the card as a railway
ticket. The high speed train does the 80 km in 20 minutes. It leaves every
ten minutes. In Oslo we deposit our bags in safe at the railway station and
walk over to the Norwegian Opera, the
new music and dance theatre on the quays of the Oslofjord. It is an
impressive bright building with sloping roofs that can be climbed. The
slopes
are used as a sunbahting spot but also as stands for open air
concerts like earlier this week by Justin Bieber. At 2pm we have booked a
guided tour through the building by a former opera singer. We are led
backstage, along costume and stage workshops and have a look in the hall
itself. The stairs and galleries that give acces to the balconies form a
spiral, but the width of the floor and the floor itself is uneven (on
purpose) which plays games with your sense of orientation.
After the tour we buy a 72 hour Oslo pass at the tourist office. THis allows us unlimited travel on public transport and free access to dozens of museums and attractions. We take the tram to Cochs Pensjonat on the edge of the Slottspark near the royal palace. We are very tired, but the street below our window is under reconstruction and there is a hell of a noise. Erik asks for a room at the back of the hotel and that is no problem.
Later we have dinner al fresco across the street at Lorry's pub and restaurant. The food is fine and reasonably priced.
We walk off dinner in the slottspark and take some pictures of the palace guards. \
Weather: in Oslo 19°C/66°F. Sunny
We do some shopping at the
Kiwi supermarkt and eat our breakfast in
our spacious room. We then go for coffee at the café next
door called
Kaffebrenneriet before we walk
to the nearest post office to pay our parking ticket. It is bright and sunny
day. We take the bus to the Munch-museum
on the other side of the city. It takes us 20 minutes to get there. The
museum does not open before 10am so we have to wait for a bit. The museum's collection
is not too big and consists only of Munch's own collection which he left to the
Norwegian state at the time of his death. Edvard Munch (1863-1944) is
by far the most famous Norwegian painter. We start right at the museum's
centrepiece, The Scream (1893). It is not the first Screaam - that one is in
the National Museum - but a very fine one. The painting is flanked by two
works dating back to the same period: Anxiety (1894) and
Despair (1893). Next is an exhibition around the painting Puberty,
a nude of a young girl, followed by paintings around different themes and
from various periods of Munch's carreer. After
some
45 minutes we have covered the lot. Security has been tightened a bit, since
thieves took the Scream from the wall a few years ago walked out the front
door with it in broad daylight! Fortunately the painting was recoverd and so
were the vilains. These days we have to pass through airport style security
checks.
After
the museum we take the bus to
Vigelandpark.
We both have been here before, but it remains an extraordinary attraction:
all those statues of nude men and women in a perfect composition, depicting
all phases of life and emotions. It culminates in a 20 metre high obelisk,
representing the circle of life according to Vigeland. Entwined manfigures,
who play, fight, learn, love, eat and sleap. Vigeland started work on the
park in 1924 and had not finished it when he died 20 years later. We take
the
underground
and tram back to the pensjonat.
In the afternoon we explore the city centre. The side walk café's are filled and the Norwegians enjoy the fine weather. We drink a lovely cocktail at Ett Glas, a gay bar in Rosencrantsgaten around the corner from the central boulevard Karl Johansgate. We return to the hotel and later at night we take a tram to Arakataka, a fine restaurant in an unlikely neighbourhood, where we have a great dinner: Erik has a lamb shank and take a Hake fillet. For desert Erik has a rhubarber mousse while I choose a apple granité.
Back at the pensjonat we watch the Czech Republic play against Portugal. Portugal wins 1-0 with a goal by Ronaldo.
Weather: sunny 21°C/70°F.
We have breakfast in our room and coffee at Kaffebrenneriet next
door. We take the tram downtown and walk towards the waterfront
behind
the City Hall. There wait for the departure of the
hop-on-hop-off
mini-cruise, which is included with our 72 hrs Oslo Pass.
The boat trip takes from the Town Hall quay to the opera. Next is a bee line
around the island of Hovedøya - an islet filled with summer cottages -
towards the Bygdøy peninsula, where the major museums are. Those museums (Norwegian
Folk museum,
Viking Ship Museum, Fram Museum
en Kontiki Museum) we have visited on
previous trips to Oslo, so we stay in our seats for the final leg back to
the Town Hall. At noon we join the guided tour through the
town hall. The idea for a new town hall came up after Norway got its full
independence in 1905. The construction was held up by the German occupation
between 1940 and 1945. In 1950 the building, designed by Poulsen
en Arneberg was finally and officially opened. It is a modern
building
with two large towers, that house the offices. They are resting on a low
rise building which open to the public. Here we find the reception hall and
the council's meeting room. The concentrates on the art in the enormous
hall. The art is nationalist and historical. One wall painting tells the
story of the war time occupation, the other has social and mythical
background. The large hall is also the scene for the annual award ceremony
for the Nobel Peace Prize. A few days before our visit the Birmese winner of
1991, got her ceremony because her house arrest prevented her from attending
at the time. We also get a look at the reception rooms on the first floor,
except for the wedding hall, which heavily used today. A couple goes in
every ten minutes. This way we miss out on Edvard Munch's only painting the
building. In a corridor we see a presentation of gifts the city received
from highly placed visitors like the glass plate our Queen Beatrix gave in
1986 when she was here on State visit. After the visit we have a coffee at Kaffebrenneriet
on the waterfront. Next on our list is the Nobel Peace Center, devoted to
peace and the Prize winners since 1901.
At the end of the afternoon we take the
Holmenkollen train to the Ski jump tower with the same name. The rail road
is now part of the underground system, but is special in the sense that it
continuously climbs from below ground to a height of 270 meters above sea
level. And that is not the end of our ascent, which takes another 15 minutes
uphill to the Ski museum and the entrance to the
Holmenkollen Jump Tower, Norway's national Ski stadium. The new tower
was opened in 2010. It is 60 meters high and the slope 96 meters long. The
first
tower was built here in 1892. The tower has been adapted and rebuilt 19
times since then. Once up there we are rewarded with a magnificent view of
Oslo and its surroundings. The weather gods are in a good mood: Oslo is
bathing in sun light. The Norwegian Ski Museum is in the base of the tower.
We take the underground back into town and with tram
and bus we get back to Cochs pensjonat and immediately on to Peppes
Pizza for a substantial Norwegian style Pizza. Peppes is all around in
Norway, but this is the first time we actually sit
down
in one. Not bad at all, certainly a mark up from the Pizza Hut. Later in the
evening we go out and drop in on the gay bar
The London Pub. After a pint (45
kroner) we move on to Ett Glas, where we had a cocktail the day before. The
crowd is a bit trendier her and somewhat younger. The bar has an open front
looking out at the Grand Hotell. After a drink we go back to the hotel and
watch the second half of Germany against Greece. The
Mannnschaft wins easily with 4 goals to one.
Weather: partly cloudy with lots of sunshine. 18°C/64°F.
It is a cloudy morning, but certainly not cold.
We take our bags and enjoy another coffee Kaffebrenneriet. Then we take the
tram to the railway station, where lock away our bags. We walk into town at
shop for some souvenirs at Norway Designs on Stortinggata.
We then stroll to the waterfront and walk down the Akersbrygge
quay. This a redevelopment of a former shipyard. Lots of appartments,
offices, restaurants and shops, among which the infamous
Lofoten Fiskerestaurant.
We enjoy the views a some sunshine as well. We walk around the harbour towards the fortress Akershusfestning and the cruise terminal, but there is no cruise ship moored this time round. We have drink outside, but very dark clouds are approaching and we go for the shops for shelter. We end up the department store of Steen & Ström. A grand upmarket store with lots of fashion, but lots more expensive than at home. We leave the store to prevent further torture and walk towards the railway station. Once their a torrential rainstorm comes down. We arrived just in time. We retrieve our bags and make our way to the Flytog train to Gardemoen airport. On Saturdays the train departs every 15 minutes and we have the 2.25 train. 20 minutes later we are at the airport. We drop off our bags and clear security. Than it is just a matter of waiting for our flight to be called. We take off at 5.25 and the flight is uneventful.
At Amsterdam Airport our bags are off the belt before we know it and on we go to the high speed train back home to Rotterdam
weather: cloudy 17°C/63°F
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