Day Four: Arctic Madness!

( In where there is the God of the Sea, inappropriate ice placement, and an ice bar. )

Day Five: Tromso - Somewhere between Paris, France, and Paris, Tennessee

(In the Morgue now, which is actually mostly empty, and it’s also actually kind of chilly. Who knew? Also, I have a diet coke purchased from a vending machine at the dock, and the machine’s job was actually to keep the drinks warmer than they would be outside.)

I’d be hard-pressed to say whether I like Trondheim or Tromso better. Tromso is somewhat tainted by my sore feet and hint of regret at not taking full advantage of my four hours here, but it had its own rewards.

( Needles, Yarn, and Herring. )