Found at a museum in Oslo.
One of the amazing things about Oslo is how walkable the city is. On the map of a foreign city, places tend to look large and attractions far away from each other, but a quick visit to Google Maps, would reveal an estimate of travel time in minutes, and how close some places realistically are. Thank you, modern technology. (On the flipside, one time Google Maps told us a restaurant was a 4-minute walk away from us, when we actually just had to cross the street in a few seconds. It’s always best to use your eyes, no?) Everything was just so close. My friend Joahnna and I aren’t exactly gym rats, but all the walking during trips is the best and only cardio that we need. We were walking with a purpose, walking to explore a new place, walking to find inspiration.
I have no idea who this woman is, but she seems really happy, and I want to be like that every day. Or if I live to be a legend and someone would build a bronze statue of me, I’d want it to exude as much happiness as her, although maybe not as ladylike.
Jo and I wanted to go on the river walk by torchlight, an annual event to celebrate the autumnal equinox, buuut we got lost. We saw the Oslo Opera House instead, and it’s a beauty at night. It was closed for a private function; I imagined how lovely it must have been to be inside.
Growing up in a city, I used to be a little envious of my friends who would visit their grandparents in the countryside during weekends. They had all these fun stories about gardens, dogs, hedgehogs, and apple-picking. When we finally moved to a province, I really missed the urban life. So it’s true, the grass really is greener on the other side. Now, however, I feel lucky to live in a quiet, but not remote part of a city, next to a river. The sunsets are beautiful, and the sunrises, however rare I experience them, cast a spectacular glow. I just love looking outside my window and seeing the Danube river. It makes me miss the Philippines and its seas a little less. That’s why any new destination with any kind of body of water really makes me happy.
I went to Oslo in late September and was so pleased with the cool, but sunny weather. Midsummer and its long days might have been over, but in the early evening the sun was still shining bright,
like a diamond giving us so much more time to explore the city. As we walked past the Oslo City Hall, the refreshing view of the harbor said “hei” to us. And this view, well, it had me at “hei” *whispers* it had me at hei.
In other nautical news, we also went to the Viking Ship Museum, which, as a fan of the cartoon series Wickie und die starken Männer, fascinated me.
This is the Oseberg ship, a burial ship for two wealthy ladies who died in the year 834. Yes, 834.
If you’re a little lost, a trip to the self-help section could be beneficial.