Tonight, Jud told us all about kayaks and the differences between them. He told us about paddling in Middle Harbour in Sydney and defended the use of life jackets. He also bought a magnificent bottle of Norwegian beer which we polished off at dinner. Sharon and Mirinda, on the other hand, had gin, tonic and red wine.
They arrived at the house a bit later than expected because of problems with the plane they were due to fly on. They were seated, and the attendants were just starting the safety spiel when they were told to disembark.
Everyone on the plane then had to leave the terminal in order to catch a different plane. This added about three hours to their journey. It also cost them the price of a bottle of gin which had to be left at security when they re-entered the terminal.
Still, eventually they arrived at Vagnhärad where Mirinda picked them up and drove them home. It was lovely to see them, our third guests at the Red House.
Their time in Norway, if you ignore the quality of the food, the weird red witch on the Flam railway and the fish market at Bergen, was fantastic. Actually, Jud really didn’t like Bergen. His description of things made it sound awful and a lot different to when we visited back in 2001. Mind you, it didn’t rain. Sharon said they had two days of endless sunshine. I’m surprised they didn’t have an impromptu parade in the streets.
Surprisingly, they stayed in the same hotel we stayed at in Fjaerland. Oh, how we reminisced. Unlike Bergen, and ignoring the change in management, the Fjaeland Fjordstue Hotell sounded exactly the same as when we stayed.
We all enjoyed a lively night. It was lovely seeing them again.
It’s also pretty good to have finished the alphabetical post titles. Tomorrow it’s a resumption of normal service in that department.
