Another Day in Oslo
Sun today! Where we wore sweaters yesterday (the last few days actually), today I unzipped the lower parts of my Action Trousers for instant shorts and wore sunglasses.
This was the view from our hotel. Once again, Margo has chosen impeccably. We are blocks from most of the sights, and right at a junction of multiple Portland MAX-like light rail lines.
We have a full day in Oslo; it was nice to not have an agenda. Over breakfast we slowly made plans.
We decided to spend our morning in the National Gallery, just two blocks away. A highlight is a room dedicated to the works of Edvard Munch, including the famous The Scream. We didn't expect to see it since it sustained some damage in its robbery a few years back and needed restoration, but there it was. There was a wide selection of portraits and landscapes from Norwegian artists, plus some from continental Europe.
Back at our room, we decided to split up. Margo and Sarah wanted to spend some down time in the room. Margo eventually had a nap, and Sarah entertained herself playing cards. (We've found a deck of cards is essential entertainment on trips. Sarah and I will play Go Fish and Crazy Eights, and Margo has taught her to play two types of Solitaire.)
I went off for a stroll. Many of Oslo's biggest attractions are clustered within a few blocks, so it's very easy to see them on foot. I mostly took in the area around Karl Johan's Gate, a shopping high street that connects the train station on one end with the Royal Palace on the other, with lots of shopping and sights along the way, including the Parliament.
On the way I found a record store and located used copies of two newer albums by Bel Canto that don't seem to be available overseas.
This is a view along Johan's Gate to the Royal Palace.
These are some of the few office towers, clustered near the train station.
A statue of Henrik Ibsen stands before the National Theatre.
Regrouping at our room, we made plans to visit the Vigelandsparken. An artist named Edvard Vigeland's house was demolished by the City; he made a deal where they built him a larger studio, in exchange for which we spent the rest of his life working on a park at the site. The result is hundreds of sculptures in a large park of rose gardens, lawns, and a fountain.
For dinner, Margo suggested a nearby place with inexpensive burgers named Malve's. The burgers were fantastic! Fresh, hand-shaped patties and thin-cut, well-seasoned fries. A pint of the local lager rounded out a very enjoyable dinner.
This was the view from our hotel. Once again, Margo has chosen impeccably. We are blocks from most of the sights, and right at a junction of multiple Portland MAX-like light rail lines.
We have a full day in Oslo; it was nice to not have an agenda. Over breakfast we slowly made plans.
We decided to spend our morning in the National Gallery, just two blocks away. A highlight is a room dedicated to the works of Edvard Munch, including the famous The Scream. We didn't expect to see it since it sustained some damage in its robbery a few years back and needed restoration, but there it was. There was a wide selection of portraits and landscapes from Norwegian artists, plus some from continental Europe.
Back at our room, we decided to split up. Margo and Sarah wanted to spend some down time in the room. Margo eventually had a nap, and Sarah entertained herself playing cards. (We've found a deck of cards is essential entertainment on trips. Sarah and I will play Go Fish and Crazy Eights, and Margo has taught her to play two types of Solitaire.)
I went off for a stroll. Many of Oslo's biggest attractions are clustered within a few blocks, so it's very easy to see them on foot. I mostly took in the area around Karl Johan's Gate, a shopping high street that connects the train station on one end with the Royal Palace on the other, with lots of shopping and sights along the way, including the Parliament.
On the way I found a record store and located used copies of two newer albums by Bel Canto that don't seem to be available overseas.
This is a view along Johan's Gate to the Royal Palace.
These are some of the few office towers, clustered near the train station.
A statue of Henrik Ibsen stands before the National Theatre.
Regrouping at our room, we made plans to visit the Vigelandsparken. An artist named Edvard Vigeland's house was demolished by the City; he made a deal where they built him a larger studio, in exchange for which we spent the rest of his life working on a park at the site. The result is hundreds of sculptures in a large park of rose gardens, lawns, and a fountain.
For dinner, Margo suggested a nearby place with inexpensive burgers named Malve's. The burgers were fantastic! Fresh, hand-shaped patties and thin-cut, well-seasoned fries. A pint of the local lager rounded out a very enjoyable dinner.
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