Another day on the water, we sailed into Oslo harbour – a beautiful sight – with over 40 islands in the archipelago on the way to the port. (We missed the first part – the presence of a little darker dusk meant a little more sleep). Went for a walk on Saturday morning in this pretty city – very easy to get around as there is much of it almost traffic free bar the trams and buses.
It is time to prepare for the last part of the expedition – we are getting instructions for disembarkation, and packing and looking forward to London. (and firm ground). We have seen some stunning scenery, and sights far beyond expectations. The seas have mainly been kind to us, which is always appreciated. There have been more sea days than we expected, which can become tedious, though it is always a good excuse to get reading (loved Follett’s new book – Fall of giants – I hope he is busy writing the second of the trilogy). Seeing the very far north, seeing and hearing the polar fields, the glaciers which sadly are retreating at an alarming rate, and the berger bits – that encouraged the birds to catch a free ride – nature at its best – seeing the spouts of whales, and the breaching – the mighty tail fly up in possible salute, or more likely a farewell wave. – this has all been so special and forever part of our memory. The cities and towns and villages – with their various personalities – Copenhagen in its Danish elegance, to the wild presence of Longeaybyen , in Spitsbergen, way out in the Norwegian sea, and the grim, but proud aspect of Murmansk – not yet ready for the cruise presence which is part of modern travel. All part of a wonderful time.
More soon
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