A hen party in Oslo, Norway

Last year I went to Oslo because my best friend was getting married and didn’t want a regular hen party (although she had one in the end). I enjoyed the trip because she lives far from me and I got to spend time with her but it was the first time I was away from Biel and it was hard.20150607_142429

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Oslo is cool but expensive. We basically ate well for lunch and then for supper we bought whatever was weird and new from the supermarket and cook it in the hostel room. Oh and one day we had a barbacue at the park we had right next to our inn (slottsparken). I love those little grills that you can buy at the supermarket but please don’t let them become trendy in Spain or we will all burn down.

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I have always been a big fan of huge parks, specially those in the north of Europe because they are so green and there are so many flowers but in Oslo I discovered art parks. Vigeland was alright (too harsh for me) but I was more impressed by Ekeberparken. When we got there the museum was already closed but it didn’t matter, we had a stroll around the park and from time to time you could find a sculpture, even a talking streetlamp, that was scary!

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Vigeland
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Ekeberparken

We also got into the National Gallery to seescreaming Munch’s the Scream and visited the Opera House where you can walk on its roof. We walked around the Botanical Garden with its green sofa and huge mushrooms and we went to the Cemetery of Our Saviour to say hello to Henrik Ibsen.

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Opera House
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Botanical Garden

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What a great little city with tones of things to do! However what I enjoyed the most was our little boat tour around the fiord in the sun, something that is going to stay with me forever!

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Town Hall

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El año pasado fui a Oslo porque mi mejor amiga se casaba y no quería una despedida de soltera normal (aunque al final la tuvo). Disfrute mucho el viaje porque vive lejos de mi y así pasé tiempo con ella pero era la primera vez que me separaba de Biel y fue durillo.

Oslo es genial pero caro. Básicamente comimos bien al mediodía y luego para la cena comprábamos lo que nos llamaba la atención en el súper y lo cocinábamos en el hostal. Ah y un día nos montamos una barbacoa en el parque que teníamos al lado del hostal (Slottsparken). Me encantan esos pequeños grills que puedes comprar en el súper pero por dios que no se pongan de moda en España o arderemos todos.

Siempre he sido una fan de los parques enormes, especialmente los del norte de Europa tan verdes y con tantas flores pero en Oslo descubrí los parques de arte. Vigeland está bien (demasiado duro para mi) pero Ekeberparken me impresionó más. Cuando llegamos el museo estaba cerrado pero no importó, nos dimos una vuelta y de vez en cuando te encontrabas una escultura, hasta una farola que hablaba, ¡vaya susto!

También entramos en la Galería Nacional a ver el Grito del Munch y visitamos la Opera House donde puedes caminar por el tejado. Nos paseamos por el jardín botánico con su sofá y sus setas y nos acercamos al cementerio de nuestro salvador para saludar a Henrik Ibsen.

¡Qué mini ciudad tan genial con toneladas de cosas para hacer! De todas formas lo que más disfruté fue el tour en barco que hicimos por el fiordo un día soleado, algo que se quedará conmigo siempre.

 

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Nice post. You may like to see our travel posts at https://10tips.in/

    1. Thanks koel@writingsouls, I’ll check them out!

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