• MS Polarlys to the rear, MS Finnmarken to the front
    Is this a milkshake I see before me? Or is it a beverage of the mind? (Statue seems to have one)Chris discovering the twisting nether. (bit of niche reference)

    Trondheim

    2012年4月23日, ノルウェー ⋅ ☁️ 4 °C

    The early days of the trip have been rather full, so a day in the schedule mostly consisting of travelling up the coast by ship was quite welcome... of course things are never quite as straight forward as lie ins and relaxation on this trip. The ship was due to call at Trondheim at 08:15 in the morning, and depart there again at 12:00. If we wanted to have time ashore therefore it was another early start to get breakfast.

    Trondheim, is Norway’s 3rd largest city, and the quay where the Hurtigruta dock is about 10 mintes of brisk walking from the compact city centre. The south bound Hurtigruten MS Finnmarken was in dock at the same time, as us so the quay side was busy indeed. Although it is a town with considerable history, traceable right back to the Vikings, the town has, by accident or design, a very organised ‘grid’ layout, with streets intersecting at right-angles.

    Once away form the large industrial cargo terminal, the town has an appearance not unlike a Cornish fishing village, but on city scale.

    Is this a milkshake I see before me? Or is it a beverage of the mind? (refers to the statue on the pillar)

    We wandered the town following the grid of streets, but with no time to really engage in any activities the only thing we really did, aside from take in the fairly bland architecture, was to stock up on some groceries. The town centre finished with, we headed back to the docks where the city’s “Home of Rock” music museum is conveniently situated. Our arrival there followed another communication classic ending with “oh perhaps it’s the building with the giant records etched on it” and an exasperated sigh from Chris who had been trying to draw my attention to this for the last 5 minutes.

    The Rock museum is advertised as opening at 11:00 each day (both in the guide book and on its door), but when we arrived at 11:15, it was still locked up tight. With no time left to walk back into town, we headed back aboard Polarlys, wasting 45 minutes of our brief visit to Trondheim, though on a gray morning such as this we weren’t entirely heartbroken.
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