Oslo, Norway
Oslo, Norway Monday, May 16, 2022
Very early this morning was the
partial eclipse of the moon. Jerry was
awake at about 3:45, so he went up and found ten or so fellow passengers hunkering
down in one corner on the tenth floor outdoor walking/running track trying to
avoid the wind. It was pretty dull as
the shadow was mostly across the moon and the difference between full light and
shadow light was not that great. Who
knows if it actually changed color later.
Not me. I went back to bed. Not a really big event on this side of the
globe; the Americas were supposed to have a great view.
So, by 7:30am, we were in port,
moored in a very cultural and artistic place that made it really easy for us to
get on and off the ship and to the places we wanted to see. Right across the small bay was the fairly new
glass wedge of the Opera House. Next to
the Opera House was the tall thin dark and fairly newly moved Munch
Museum. On another arm of the bay were
the three maritime museums.
We had found the Oslo Pass online about three weeks ago and tried to secure it online but had no luck with the credit card. Jerry went down to the reception desk and used their phone to contact the card company, but no luck. Again. Tried our other credit card. Nope. No choice but to get off the ship as soon as possible and get to a nearby info center. This proved to be good luck for us as one of the info center women was just outside our ship as we disembarked and told us where to go, how to wait in the train station area until it opened in 20 minutes, and voila! It worked! The station was modern, clean, streamlined, and filled with restaurants and bistros that were already disseminating coffees and hand-held snacks to the commuters. We watched in wonder as the tall glass front panels of the info center were unlocked and slid one by one to the end of the track and then pushed at a 90 degree angle onto a second track to stack together at the edge of the kiosk. There were six large panels. Then we were first in a line that lengthened as the doors were being opened?
The Oslo Pass allowed us to use any form of transportation and enter just about any museum we wished for 24 hours. Most areas we wished to see were near our ship, so we got busy since the ship was scheduled to leave at 5 pm.
Because we had already read about Thor Heyerdahl in Polynesia and hope to go to Easter Island in October this year, we went to the Thor Heyerdahl Museum first where the Kon Tiki is on display.We moved across the street to the Fram Museum where the ship, its details of innovative construction and its journey were presented in many forms of media. If you’ve not heard of it, be sure to Google it https://frammuseum.no. It was the first ship to be frozen in ice—on purpose.
Until this successful mission everyone
thought freezing a boat into the ice was a death trap in action with the ice
eventually crushing the boat. The
purpose of the mission was to prove there was a current moving the ice (now the
boat) from West to East. With luck, and
detailed planning the trip was successful, and it only took three years. Take the time to study it. It ought to be in every child’s science
class.
Next stop was the nearby Maritime Ship Museum, which wasn’t quite so enthralling. Mostly model ships and some naval findings. Tried to see the Nobel Peace Prize Museum, but the young woman told us it was closed as she closed the door. Sign affirmed that it is closed on Mondays. Drat.
Tried to find the Fine Arts gallery and walked to the “tip” of the wharf
area through a major shopping mall in sections with lots of restaurants and
people enjoying the fine weather.
Finally found the Fine Arts but were disappointed to see it was a museum
and not a store and that it had only a lower floor of large photographs or
paintings—mostly picturing American actors.
Decided it was faster to walk to the Munch Museum rather than trying to catch a ferry or the tram, so hiked across and behind the Opera House. Ran into Paul and Carolyn enroute. We seem to run into them often!
The Munch Museum was moved a few years ago and majorly updated from when Mae and I went about 35 years ago. There are at least 8 floors—some more than a floor apart to allow for the size of his pieces. The 4th floor was our starting point and had large rooms with various themes and info to help piece it together. He is best known for “The Scream” but has a wide variety of genre, using some models or themes in similar poses for different purposes, retaining each of the canvases when many other artists simply threw away the unwanted samples.
By 3, we were exhausted with the
running and the looking and the absorbing, so we went back to the ship and took
naps. Ahhh.
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