We got to the Prague airport with more than enough time to check our bags, get through security, grab some water and go. Our flight wasn’t until 10pm so by the time we boarded the plane, I wanted to go to sleep. It was thankful a quick and smooth 1:45 flight to Oslo on Norwegian Air.
When we arrived in Oslo, the airport was quiet as hell (I guess not many flights land close to midnight). I was surprised at how nice the Oslo airport is and I can honestly say that it’s one of the nicest ones I’ve ever been in. We grabbed our bags and looked for a cab to take us to the airport (as it was after 12am so no trains or buses were running). We were in for a surprise with how long of a cab ride it was (close to one hour) and how expensive it was ($200 Canadian). We did have an awesome cab driver though as he played some Dr Dre and blasted it to keep us awake.
We arrived at the hotel at around 1am, and I had a shower and went to bed. We woke up at around 9am and went downstairs for breakfast only to be told that it ended at 9am. Wtf?! So thankfully there was a coffee place a block away that we were able to grab some breakfast at.
After breakfast, we got ready and headed out to explore Oslo. As I’m part Norwegian (my grandmother was born in Bergen) I suddly realized that I looked like everyone there. Tall(ish), blonde hair and blue eyes. I even had a number of people just start speaking Norwegian to me as they thought I was from there. The jokes on them!!
We took a walk along Karl Johans Gate and walked towards the Royal Palace. Oslo is stunning!
As we were walking around the palace, we heard a band playing and found a Regimental band playing to a crowd of people and hundreds of school aged kids. They even jammed out to some Earth, Wind and Fire.
So before we came to Oslo, we were warned by many people that it was a very expensive city and those people were right! We went from super cheap yet outstanding food in Prague to super expensive and for the most part, average food in Oslo. I guess it has to do with the fact that they have a 25% sales tax (or VAT) on everything! It was insane! It was a good thing we were there for only 4 days.
As Dean didn’t have to work till Saturday, we spent Thursday and Friday exploring the castle and taking a water taxi across to the Viking Ship and Fram Museums.
We were also able to get a workout in at the gym where Dean and Tony were teaching their workshop. To be fair, by this point I just wanted to go home and ride my own bikes and see my dogs. I was starting to get a bit cranky by this time as I was sick of travelling.
Another thing I really needed was a day all to myself. Since we left, I had not had a full day to myself. While that may be fine for some people, it’s not for me. I’m someone who thrives on being alone and I always have. I needed a day where I could finish my workout whenever I wanted and go anywhere I wanted instead of having to ask the person I’m with if they were also ok going into the store with me. Mentally, I needed a break. So Saturday was an all “me day”.
I did my workout, had lunch and then walked down to the water as that is where I wanted to be. I also went exploring around some of the shops down by the water and even watched some boat racing going on. Overall, it was pretty much a perfect day for me. Dean and I then met up after he was done and went for supper.
The next day, I went back to the gym for a bike and some weights but noticed something right away, everything in downtown was closed. I thought for sure things would open up at around noon, I was wrong. By the time I finished my workout, it was a little past noon. Walking back to the hotel, things were still closed. Apparently, Oslo pretty much shuts down on Sundays.
As not much was really open, I went to their modern art gallery as it was the only thing was actually open and open until 5pm (as a lot of other places closed at 3 or 4pm).
Between walking in the rain and nothing being open, I was really looking forward to heading home. I’m glad we did not stay any longer (not because I didn’t enjoy Oslo) as I was quite homesick and tired of travelling at this point.
The next day, we made our way to the airport to start our journey back home to Edmonton. We flew out to London later in the morning and spent the day in London.
The next day, we were able to get a workout in at The Third Space (the same gym that Ian McKellen, Emilia Clarke and Prince Harry workout at. NBD) and it felt good to get one last workout in before the long flight home later that day.
Before we knew it, we were back at Heathrow and getting ready to get back on Big Momma to take us back to Canada at 6:40pm (London time). I popped a sleeping pill, wrapped myself in my blanket, put my ear plugs in, put my eye mask on and slept for most of the 8 hour flight. When I woke up (as my body was still on London time it would have been 3am London time) we were flying over Edmonton and starting our decent in Calgary. It was good to be back in Canada.
Two hours later, we boarded our last flight and arrived in Edmonton 30 minutes later. We grabbed our bags, caught a cab and arrived home. I actually forgot how big our house was but staying in hotel rooms for 3 weeks put it into perspective. A quick shower for me and I finally collasped our own bed at around 1:30am.
Overall, the trip was amazing! Three weeks was a long time but thankfully, there’s no big travel on the horizon for a while for either of us. As much as I enjoy travelling, I love being home.