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A day in Oslo, Norway

This is an especially long travelogue and reflects everything I did in about 12 hours in Oslo.

I left the hotel and headed over to Fuglen (which means “bird”) to get a pastry and caffeinated beverage. My friend told me about this place and he said that they have a location here and one in Tokyo.

I bought a 24-hour pass the day before via the Ruter app, and it expired at 6:59 PM today so I took a tram partway to the coffee shop and after leaving Fuglen I took transit partway back to the city center. I headed to the opera building, which is designed to allow walking up the inclined roof to two balconies from which to see the harbor – the south balcony – and the city – the north balcony. I could also see the new “Barcode” office district, which flanks the south side of the Oslo Sentralstasjon train station platforms. 

I took another tram over to the other set of piers in the harbor (they are separated by Akershus Festning, the city fortress) and boarded the privately-operated ferry from Aker Brygge to Bygdøy, a peninsula in the city where there are several museums. The Ruter transit pass doesn’t cover this trip. I bought it on website of Norway Yacht Charter for 67 NOK as there is a 12 NOK surcharge for tickets purchased on board. 

One of the museums here is Fram where Nansen’s polar expedition is explored. Upon arriving here I changed my mind and decided to head directly to the Norsk Folkemuseum (Norwegian Folk Museum), an open air – outdoor – museum which has over 100 rebuilt, relocated, or recreated buildings from all over the country. To get there I hired the Oslo Bysykkel bike share for 25 NOK for a single ride because the walk to the open air museum was going to be long. The bicycle enabled me to also visit a beach and park in another area and see some of the suburban houses. I’m glad it wasn’t raining during the ride.

The bikes are kind of small and I wouldn’t want to ride one more than about two miles at a time. There are also e-bikes but they cost more and there weren’t any available where I started the ride. 

The Folkesmuseet was rad! The most popular attraction is the Stave church, which I think is pretty famous and you may recognize it. It’s much larger looking outside than inside and appears to be able to hold only 20 worshippers inside. There are also entire farmsteads that have been recreated by assembling buildings of different purposes in good condition from around Norway to represent the traditions and methods of the country. There is also a small active farm going, with roosters, a couple of sheep, and two horses. There are also guided tours, demonstrations, and activities for children. 

I stayed at the open air museum for one hour and decided I wanted to ride more of the city’s public transport. I caught the route 30 bus from outside the museum towards the city center and disembarked near the Skøyen train station. I stopped at the Kiwi grocery store to grab some snacks. I was hoping to find a drinkable yogurt that I like to get in the Netherlands but the only options were too large for a snack and the hotel doesn’t have a refrigerator in which to store the rest. 

From the Skøyen station I took commuter train line L1 eastbound through and past the city center to Bryn station because I noticed that was near a T-bane (metro) station and I hadn’t ridden the city’s subway lines yet. If I had known or seen how poorly the two were connected I would have ridden to the next station. Anyway, I walked five minutes between Bryn commuter station and Brynseng metro station. 

I boarded one of the four T-bane lines (I don’t recall which and all of them had service going back to the city center) and disembarked at Stortinget station, since that was near the small IKEA on one of the pedestrian shopping streets. I haven’t been to a city center IKEA store yet and this was my chance. I had seen in the news that the Swedish home furnishings company opened a store in Vienna. After I posted about this visit on Twitter people replied that there is now a city center IKEA in San Francisco. I would like the company to open one in Chicago – there are several vacancies along the Magnificent Mile!

The smaller-format store has a tiny café and food market on the upper level while the stock of furnishings and furniture displays are in the basement. It’s possible to buy kitchen cookware and utensils, pillows and sheets, and view desks, tables, and chairs to order for home delivery. 

My hotel was one of the few Citybox locations in Europe and I chose it largely because of its location (I wanted to be as close to the central station as possible because the train was leaving at 8:25 and I’m generally a late riser). I walked three minutes from IKEA to the hotel so I could take a break, rest my feet, fast charge my phone, and do some research as to what I wanted to do for the rest of the day. It was 15:40. The bulk of my research was about taking one of the ferries so I could see more of the Oslo fjord – the ferry to Bygdøy didn’t scratch this itch and I also love being outdoors on ferries. 

I walked over to the Rådhusbryggene (city hall pier) at 16:30 to hop on the B1 ferry to Hovedøya via the roundtrip route. The route stops at Hovedøya first and then several more islands before coming back to Hovedøya and returning to Radhussbrygge. The ferry dropped me off at 17:46. I have until 18:46 to explore the island; that’s the next ferry and I don’t want to be here for more than an hour because I need to get dinner soon. The trip is included in the Ruter pass and I highly recommend it. 

P.S. many of the public transport ferries are electric. I learned about this on a podcast interviewing a transit agency executive, forgot about it, and then was reminded when I saw this machine moving and realized that it was a battery charger that worked much like those on CTA’s electric buses.

Many of the islands appear to be popular during the summer as they have parks and small beaches with extremely calm water. The weather was 65°F and overcast yet two women disembarked the ferry at the same time I did and used the small beach on the far side of Hovedøya. I, on the other hand, took a look at the cloister ruins and a restored artillery battery at the top of a ridge that overlooks the Oslo fjord. 

After getting returning to the mainland, I decided I would eat at Lorry. This restaurant came up in multiple searches for Norwegian food, moose, fish, and reindeer. I had moose patties for dinner the night before – which were very, very good – and I thought this time I would try seafood. I walked there from Rådhusbryggene and passed through the Royal Court and Slottsparken where there was a small area containing sculptures designed by children who won a contest and fabricated by established artists. 

At Lorry I sat outside under the large awnings, even though it was raining, and ate baked salmon with cabbage and potatoes. I had a Nøgne Ø (brewery) saison beer. The food was fine and the beer was good. Eating out in Oslo is expensive! The meal was about $45 which included a five percent tip! (For reference, the average salami, tomato, and pesto sandwich I bought at a convenience store before the train on Wednesday morning was about $8 and a small premade mango-yogurt smoothie was over $4). 

For dessert I walked over to McDonald’s on Storgata to get a McFlurry. I love that ice cream snack and it’s a personal tradition to try the local flavor in every country I visit. On the way there I was following the walking directions from Google Maps and I passed a neat-looking park built into the side of a hill so I deviated from the route and passed through the park and took notice of the wide, steep steel slides that looked like a lot of fun. I also walked through the Oslo Metropolitan University campus which has a nice central plaza ringed by tall buildings and meeting spaces.

Given the prices I paid for everything else I was shocked to see that the McFlurry is cheaper in Oslo than in the U.S. For the record, I got “Non Stop” (which is like M&Ms) as the mix-in with Daim as an add-on.

Wanting to return to my hotel, but not ready to call it a night, I walked towards the central station to check out some infrastructure I had seen twice earlier. North of the station are two or three hotels, including one that has a high-rise portion adorned with the signs of the shops inside – reminiscent of Tokyo zakkyo buildings! (I recommend the book where I learned that name, Emergent Tokyo: Designing the Spontaneous City, by Jorge Almazán and Joe McReynolds.

Continuing east past the station I walked through a small above-ground shopping center that abuts the Oslo Bussterminal; again, this reminded me of Asian shopping centers that surround transportation stations. There are dozens of gates in the bus terminal but not that many people were waiting at 21:30 at night. Also reminding me of Tokyo and other Asian cities, like Bangkok, were the elevated pedestrian walkways and bridges.

I found the infrastructure: it was a pedestrian bridge over the 20 or so train tracks. This breaks up the long distance until the next way to cross the tracks. The bridge reminded me of the one at the Utrecht Centraal station in the Netherlands. The bridge has a tall glass wall leaning inward to the bridge that inhibits people from falling or jumping onto the tracks as well as throwing debris. It also makes taking pictures of arriving and departing trains a bit harder. My height has an advantage though: I can easily hold my phone over the top of the wall. 

That concluded the day. I walked back to the hotel, less than 10 minutes away. See on the Bergensbanen railway tomorrow!

Ferry #1: UK to Netherlands (day 9)

This is titled Ferry #1 because there is a second major ferry that I rode during this trip, from Den Helder to Texel island in the Netherlands, that I will write about later. Read other posts from this trip. This is day 9.

Two Wednesdays ago, on May 10, I spent about eight hours on a ferry from Harwich, England, to Hoek van Holland, Netherlands. (That’s pronounced “hook fawn holland”, by the way.)

I had an exciting time…so exciting that I captured 429 photos and videos that day. I also published an accompanying short video showing some of the unique parts of the ship and the voyage.

It started with a picture of an empty street during my early morning walk to the bus stop in Covent Garden, London, and ended with a picture of a long-awaited “döner box” for dinner in Rotterdam.

Months ago while planning my trip to Europe I decided that I would take one of the ferries from England to the Port of Rotterdam in the Netherlands (as my destination after the ferry was Rotterdam). At some point I decided upon taking the Stena Line from Harwich. P&O also operates a ferry, from Hull.

Other modes of getting across the English Channel are Eurostar, a train, and flying, which I’ve already done, in 1998 and 2014, respectively. (There was once a hovercraft service from Dover, England, to Calais, France, which ended in 2000.)

Stena’s ferries leave twice daily, at 9 AM and 11 PM. I was originally going to take a night ferry, but I booked a day ferry because I wanted to see the departure and arrival ports in the daytime, I didn’t want to have to stay up late to travel to the port and settle into the cabin, the day cabin is half price, and I wanted to work a little. The ticket was around $120, which included the crossing fare and the cabin fare for a private room with en suite shower and a window to the sea.

Getting to the port

I woke up at my friend’s friend’s flat – the one in Covent Garden – at 4:45 AM and walked over to Strand to catch a night bus to Liverpool Street Station. Taking the tube would be longer because of changes and there was approximately zero traffic ahead of the bus for the 18-minute ride. Plus, I remember that the journey planner indicated the Elizabeth Line – the most direct route – wouldn’t start running until a little after 5:30 AM, putting at risk meeting my scheduled train departure of 6 AM.

I hopped onto a Greater Anglia train that departed on time toward Norwich. I changed at Manningtree for a train that left for Harwich Town, calling at Harwich International, the name of the port. I took the train at this time because if I missed it there was only one more train that would get me to the port on time before check-in closed. If I missed the boat then I would have had to go back to London and buy an expensive same-day Eurostar ticket to get to Rotterdam. Needless to say, I made the train I wanted, and I got to the departure terminal 30 minutes ahead of check-in.

Boarding the ferry

The smallest group of ferry travelers, it seemed, were “foot passengers”, those who walk on from the terminal waiting room like I did. The larger groups are those driving their personal vehicles onto the boat, and freight truck drivers. Bicyclists must use the same lanes as those driving on, but I don’t know how many of them there were.

There’s an airport-style security screening (although a bit simpler, as shoes can stay on) after which I presented my passport to a Stena Line staffer who gave me my boarding card. The paper boarding card has a barcode that doubles as the room key. The staffer told me to head down the gangway and off I went, onto the ship. I was the first foot passenger to board.

What I found funny when boarding is that I encountered no other workers between the check-in desk and the cafeteria. I didn’t see anyone to guide me to my room; I didn’t even know my room number until I reviewed the boarding card for some kind of indication and saw “10384”; this meant deck 10 room 384.

I found my room alright – there are maps and signs everywhere – and dropped off my luggage and headed to buy some breakfast in the cafeteria, as the ferry would leave in about 45 minutes and I wanted to be outside to witness the departure. Breakfast consisted of oats porridge (oatmeal made with milk) for £5.

Leaving Harwich

Outside there was still a lot of action. Dock and ship workers were still moving semi-trailers onto the ferry. They had special tugs with very tight turning radiuses, and the drivers could turn their seats 180° so they could drive backwards. After the driver got the semi-trailer into place, workers on the deck would place a stand under the semi-trailer, the tug would drop it onto the stand and leave.

Deck workers would then tie the semi-trailer to the deck. Two adjacent semi-trailers could be tied simultaneously and there was enough room on the aft deck for two drivers to maneuver around each other. (This is shown in the video.)

Port workers shoved off the boat’s many ties and the ship slowly moved laterally away from the dock, and then the ship gradually made its way forward. I didn’t measure it but it felt like it took 10 minutes for the ship to finally slip past the Felixstore fortress and leave the harbor.

The ship passed two docked container ships, for Evergreen and MSC, being unloaded, and a couple of boats working to dredge the port. The port also had two lightships, a ship acting as a lighthouse. When leaving the port we passed an inbound MSC container ship, the MSC Sariska V (which I took 22 photos of…thank you brand new phone with three camera lenses).

On board the Stena Britannica

Since I awoke so early I skipped taking a shower at the flat, and I took one on board the ship instead. This was the largest ship I’d traveled on, by an order of magnitude. Prior to this the largest ship I’d traveled on is either the Staten Island Ferry or the Washington State Ferry to Bainbridge Island. I was wondering how I’d sleep.

The ship is incredibly stable. The minimal rocking was helpful or at least nonintrusive for my two-hour nap.

I took my laptop over to the cafeteria-lounge to work for a couple of hours. The ship has wifi and free internet access. Passengers can pay for higher-speed access, but I was only visiting webpages and I tolerated the standard speed.

The journey was nearly over pretty quickly, but I can’t account for all of the time. There was about an hour watching the departure, a slow hour showering and checking messages on my phone, two hours of napping, two hours of napping, and another hour of watching the arrival.

Arrival

Rotterdam is one of my favorite cities in the world. There are a few reasons for my affinity. A primary reason is that a friend of mine lived there for many years so I visited a couple of times –2014 and 2015 – and got more than a shallow introduction. I also lived there for three months in 2016, and revisited in 2017 and 2022. After many years away, my friend lives there again (with his now spouse) so I am visiting again!

The ferry arrives to the Port of Rotterdam, which is the largest port in Europe, and at 41 square miles it’s larger than many cities. (See my other photos of the port during past visits, including a long bike ride.)

Stena asks that passengers in cabins pack out and wait in the lounges an hour prior to arrival so I gather my luggage and go outside to watch the mooring process. When it seems we’re docked I go inside to wait for the foot bridge to open so I can get out fast – I had to get into the city center to get my friend’s house key before he headed out to a show.

Once I’m off the ship there’s a long walk down to the terminal. Along the way I spot what’s being offloaded: a few manufactured houses were transported from the UK to the Netherlands. Huh.

I entered the country and walked right up to the Hoek van Holland Metro station. To pay for transit, I have a personal OV-chipkaart (public transport smart card) that bills a bank account for usage on any transit service in the country – save for most ferry crossings – at the end of the month. However, Metro now accepts contactless bank cards and mobile phone wallets.

Rotterdam Centraal

I took the Metro to Rotterdam Centraal Station, which also happens to be my favorite train station as I love its dramatic roof, wide open plaza (Stationsplein and Kruisplein), and beautiful boulevard approaches from all four directions. It’s designed well for passenger experience inside, too.

After getting the house key I checked out an OV-fiets, a “public transport bike” (literal translation), using my OV-chipkaart, and biked to my friends’ house. (OV-fiets are available only to those with a personal OV-chipkaart, which must be tied to a Dutch bank account and thus it is generally not available to tourists. It is rented on a 24-hour basis for €4.45, and must be checked in to a train station at least once every 72 hours.)

I quickly dropped off my luggage and biked back to the station so I could get a döner box from The Döner Company for dinner. Turkish fast food in the Netherlands is like Mexican fast food in Chicago: pretty good no matter where you get it, inexpensive, and ubiquitous.

The döner box – comprising salad, sliced beef, fries, and chili and garlic sauces – was as delicious as I remembered it being.