God Jul Vinterland

My first night in Oslo was amazing! I dropped my bags at the apartment, and hit the streets. I was a little nervous at first when I arrived in the city. I didn’t understand any of the signs, and all I knew was that I was looking for a clock tower under which my number 54 bus would lead me to Kiellands Plass ..  
As it happened, the clock tower that I saw was that of an old red brick cathedral. I made my way there, thinking that the circular brick building must be a bus terminal of some kind, but it wasn’t. It did, however, have the most amazing hole in the wall kebab shop, and by that point I was pretty hungry, so I stopped.  

Two hours in the airport, two hours on the plane, two hours on the bus.. I was ready to sit still for a moment. The lady in the kebab shop spoke limited English, but enough to figure out how I wanted my kebab dressed, (“everything” seemed to work) and which general direction I needed to walk to find the bus station. Once at the station, I tried to use the machine to purchase my weeks’ pass for unlimited public transport, but couldn’t figure it out, so I took a number. I’d already done my homework, and one week would cost me 240K ($28) whereas a one way trip cost 9K. The daily passes weren’t much better, and tho I’m only in Norway for four days, the week pass was the best option. I’ll be able to pay it forward before I leave like I did in Washington DC.  
The man in the bus station understood English, so again, it was quite straight forward. He handed me a map, and my transit card, and I was on my way. I was a little nervous about knowing where Kiellands Plass was, as I remembered the bus in Atlanta. Thankfully, on the buses there are screens that show the number of minutes to the next three stops, so it was very easy.
After I dropped my bags, I returned to the city center.. Only 5 mins bus ride away, and probably walkable. It was getting dark by this time (3:15pm) but the streets were lit well, both from the street lights and the floor lights. I didn’t really have a direction, but my room mate had suggested heading for the opera house, so I did.  

  I was quite thankful for the suggestion too. The view from the water that the opera house sat on was pretty. The sun was setting in the distance, and the patterns over the street lights made for pretty designs on the walkway. It was quite romantic.  

  Big orange towers were placed along the promenade with the tourist attractions marked 1-9. The temperature had dropped, and the ground was starting to feel slick. 

  I walked to two of the attractions and then cut across towards the castle. The cobblestone pavements made for great pictures.. Different to the ones in England.  

After the castle I walked back around full circle towards the station, finding the high street along the way.  

  The Christmas market was in full swing, and I stopped to watch the ice skating,  

 drinking a hot chocolate like I’ve never tasted before. 35K .. About $4.. Definitely more expensive than I would typically pay for a hot chocolate, but the prices of food and drinks typically seem to be on the expensive side.  

  The experience of just being there was worth the money is spent tho. Up until that point, my total out of pocket from leaving my sisters house was: 
$10 flight

$119 three nights stay in the city 

$20 bus ride (student ID saves a lot!)

$13 kebab

$27 weekly transit pass

$4 hot chocolate

 I walked around some more, snapping lots of pictures, and then returned to the train station 

 Edit   to go “home” and plan for the next day. There’s a co op near the apartment, so I picked up OJ, cereal and milk for the next day, and called it a night!



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