We eventually found our way to our hotel. It is a boat moored on the waterfront and turned into a hotel. We decided to eat at the restaurant here—beer and pizza. Prices here seem to be about half what they were in Norway. Beer was about $5 instead of nearly $10, and the pizza (thin, crispy crust) was $15, and more than enough for both of us. Best of all, we sat on the upper deck of the boat, in the fresh air, next to the water, in the sun! All’s well that end’s well.
Cranky Old Hag
(to be continued)
