We land at Tromso airport which is almost too small to
contain the passengers from our flight, which was less than half full. The lady
who checks our passports is the most smiley border official I’ve ever met. It’s
dark, cold and there’s snow on the ground. Our taxi takes us to the Viking Apartments and after dropping off our luggage we check out the town.
We find a supermarket and stock up on essentials; we’re
self-catering in order to offset Norway’s extremely high cost of living. We
plan to eat out no more than once a day and have brought staple foods with
us. Our apartment is fairly well
equipped but tiny. The bedrooms are only just large enough for a bed and it lacks a dining table and the microwave is perched on top of a
fridge-freezer that’s as tall as me - we have to climb on a stool to reach it. The fridge stocked, we set off to look for
a restaurant. Apparently Tromso has
enough restaurants to seat one-third of its population simultaneously but it
takes a while to find one that isn’t showing football and isn’t fish-oriented.
Egon is a chain serving American themed favourites alongside more local dishes
and it fits the bill perfectly for tonight. We pay three times for dinner what
we paid for a lunch of similar standard from a pub near Gatwick.
We’re heartened to notice that the sky is fairly clear as we
walk back to the apartment; we’ve also checked the weather forecast and
tomorrow looks good for weather, too. Tomorrow we will plan our trip based on
the latest weather forecast and whatever information we can find about solar
activity.
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