It was relaxing, just walking around a perfectly normal Norwegian town. Yes, several book stores had a few post cards and the small info point on the pier had magnets, but the tenor of the town is normal commerce.
Since last night I had flippantly texted the kids that this was their “last chance for Norwegian Sweaters” imagine my surprise when the replies I received were to the positive. So here I am
In the non tourist town looking for sweaters. My own fault. Several sweater stores in Oslo but I hadn’t offered so here I am looking for sweaters when it isn’t cold.
Husfliden! Yes they have sweaters. rauma (hand knit ) Dale, Viking. Next challenge was to find the sweaters in approximately the right color and size combination. Meeting up with friends I dragged my heavy bag to the quilt store – no purchases. To the other yarn store – no sweaters and avoided buying anything more.
Detoured back to the ship for lunch before hiking all over the town again. I have been here before and still find the sculptures a bit strange. But what clinched my memories was the stuffed moose on a rolling platform on the pier…,
And George- Happy Anniversary