So, Norway, eh? The first thing we did upon arrival was buy two 48 hour Oslo passes. They give you free entry into most museums, discounts on food, and unlimited public transport within the city, which was well worth it.
The first day in Oslo was pretty difficult. I was really tired and hungry and cold and couldn't figure out the damn buses. But Kelly, my sister, and I walked around and got to see a really cool city. We couchsurfed for the first two nights with Stine and Bjorg, two really awesome people who let us use their spare room and internet and had a lot of fun conversations with us. They even made us a delicious fish dinner and we are really grateful for how hospitable they were! They also had a sweet view of the city from their apartment, which I failed at capturing. (You can see exactly where I edited the pictures together, hah.)
The second day we totes had the buses (mostly) figured out and it only took us two or three tries to get to the Kon Tiki museum. Unfortunately we didn't have much time since we had slept for about 13 hours each (jet lag or just laziness, I'm not sure which) and we took the wrong buses so we only got to spend half an hour each in the Kon Tiki and the Vikingskipshuset. They were both pretty awesome though and we got some cool pictures.
We hit up the national bibliotek for some free internet to find out where best to go after Oslo. Then we spent the rest of the night looking for the entrance to the central train station and the bus station so that we could check prices to Copenhagen. We got dinner at Peppe's Pizza and even with the 20% discount from the Oslo Pass, a large cheese cost us 150 NOK, which at the time equaled $25.90 in USD. And that's why I brought so many energy bars with me to Norway!
Day 2 found us in the Fram museum, which I am calling out as a must-see. It's badass.
Then we hit us the maritime museum right next door and had a snack sitting out by the... sea? Ocean? Whatevs. The water with the boats in it.
Took another bus (like a baus) and went over to check out 'The Scream' at the national art gallery. Cool stuff. Then we grabbed a snack lunch from the deli across the street, which set me back about 10 US dollars for a croissant and a juice; it was apple/pear juice though so I'm not complaining.
After lunch we went across town to the Vigeland park. Now obviously I had done research on some places I'd like to see in Europe and this was one of them. I had read some stuff and seen a couple pictures and Stine and Bjorg had told us about the park, so we went. I was not prepared. The entryway to the park is really pretty and, well, normal. But about 100 meters in, you start seeing the statues. They. Are. Crazy. Seriously, whoever commissioned, designed and places these things must have been on some hard ass angel dust. I'll just skip ahead to my favorite one:
I don't actually know if any of these have names or not, but I call this one "Flying Baby Attack". Here are a few of the others and some pictures of the park.
Young man, there's no need to feel down...
Our CS hosts told us about this one, and how the woman's back is worn down from people sitting on her, so I obliged the statue gods.
Yeah... I dunno.
The sun went down while we were there and it was beautiful. And freezing.
I think it's impossible not to stare at the balls on this picture. Also, yeah, he's like, choke-killing that lady there.
Soooo, that's the park. That night we ate with Stine, Bjorg and Iben, their daughter, and then got on a bus to Copenhagen at 22:50.
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