After dropping Alana and Lauren at the train station, Chris and I crossed the border into Norway and headed north to Tromsø, the most northerly university town in the world and also the most northerly point of our trip.
Tromsa is mainly located on an island and is unique in a couple of ways. Firstly it has absolutely no street signs (we had to follow a bus to find our hostel) and also no strict road rules. The locals preferred a "Law of the Jungle" approach to right of way, where the car that 'wanted it the most' got it. Given we were driving a small plastic Toyota I ceded all rights and settled for driving very slowly.
Also impressive was the ridiculous price of everything. A non-imperial pint set us back A$13 while an adequate thai restaurant had mains starting at A$30. It's amazing how good peanut butter on bread starts to taste when all the alternatives will send you broke.
Unable to afford much else, I dragged Chris out to hike a mountain just north of the city. Despite his whining, the fairly gentle track, which was actually a cross country skiing route 9 months of the year, provided spectacular views.
On our last night we got some more great views of the almost-midnight sun from our hostel balcony whilst drinking warm cider and attempting to play backgammon. I'm not even going to bother with photos - you have to go up there and see it for yourself!
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Norway - Tromsø
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I celebrate your post and warm cider by drinking one of your Knappstein Reserve Lagers. I note you've attempted to booby trap it by making it spew forth it's succulent nectar upon removal of it's cap. A cunning ploy, but luckily i was quick on the draw and strong on suck to prevent too much wastage of this fine beverage.
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