Filling in where I left off yesterday: We made it just fine to Tromso and so did our luggage. The fog was thick all the way but it was a nice and uneventful flight and I caught the first 45 minutes of sleep since Wed. ~5 am, complete with head bobs and the eventful 'kick' reactions that almost resulted in corneal damage to my poor neighbor.
|A larger plane than I was expecting in the SAS fleet. Maybe this is a real city?
|Less serious fog as we neared Tromso
|The bastion of light that is the bay into Tromso
Bottom line, after a nice visit and dinner with Will Ambrose (Bates Prof.) who is spending a sabbatical term here, I ended back to my hotel (the ABC Hotel) and a little room for the night.
|Looking down the lane to my hotel's little sign jutting out.
When Mike Retelle (Bates Professor) referred to Tromso as the Paris of the North I thought he was joking, turns out, he wasn't. This is a gorgeous city of some 75,000 and a bustling University town housing some 10,000 students. The shops are some cute and some ritzy, with beautiful parks and monuments throughout.
With that, I will leave you with some pictures of Tromso from this morning and a few anecdotal stories I've gleaned in the last 16 hours of being here. I should be able to get update out on how shopping went and expect one more day here in Tromso and then off on the ferry northward.
|The breakfast bar at ABC Hotel. Lots of Mackerel for the early morning
|I opt for the more terrestrial fare and my favorite in the world: Brun Ost (brown cheese)
|This place was crawling with chess players from all over the world and of all ages
|Some preferred to play in a more outdoor venue
|Not your typical library (the 'Bibliotek')
|No clue what this building is but kudos for the architecture…or maybe something went wrong (dominoes)
|Statue of the explorer Roald Amundsen
Check out a quick bio at this link
Ok, now the story behind this rock is worth hearing. Will explained last night that there was this rock that he was always intrigued by sitting as a monolithic statue downtown. After years of being here he finally heard the story and it goes as follows:
Eidis Hansen was a very strong young man back in the day and let's just say a somewhat of a character. One night he was denied entrance to a particular establishment downtown (fill in the blanks). Being a somewhat hot-headed gentleman (not gentle at all) he walked a considerable distance to the shore and found this rock, some 371 kg…that is 818 lbs! Well, he figured if he couldn't go into his favorite watering hole than now one should so he promptly picked up the rock and somehow got it all the way up in front of the door to the establishment, blocking it for all. Three men could not move the thing and apparently that was enough to absolve his prior sins and so here lies the monument to one strong dude.
|Boats in Greenhouses
|Bridge to the bifurcated city
Coast Guard boat: the Skat! Yes, that is its name.
They also apparently have 'Man' trucks here: