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Pining for the Fjords? City Review: Oslo

City Review – Oslo Norway


Well, faithful readers, as part of my new position, I am getting the opportunity to travel around Europe to support my customer base. This week, it was a quick 20 hour trip to Oslo, Norway.

What can I say about Norway? 8 Euros for a .4 liter beer (in M√ľnchen, it's 2.60 Euros for a half liter&#41. Lots of salmon. Oh, and that smoked fish that looked like kippered salmon? Eel. Complete with a spinal column and all. Five glasses of milk, a couple of eggs (some hard boiled, some scrambled&#41 and salmon. And the eel. And a baked potato. And three beers that probably cost me close to 24 Euros.

On the plus side, everything looks like a sauna. No shit here, folks. Lots of cedar everywhere. The Oslo Flughavn is full of it. The offices are full of it. When it's warm, it smells just like, well, a sauna. Or a cedar chest. Or an old guy that took a sauna and then put on a sweater that was sitting in a cedar chest. You get the idea.

Nice place. When I make my millions, I will certainly take a vacation there just to explore one of the few places where you can ski in the morning and sail in the afternoon. Until then, I'll go to a sauna, drink a beer and tip 100 percent and listen to Monty Python's Dead Parrot sketch.

Norwegian Blue? Beautiful Plumage…

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Pining for the Fjords? City Review: Oslo

City Review – Oslo Norway


Well, faithful readers, as part of my new position, I am getting the opportunity to travel
around Europe to support my customer base. This week, it was a quick 20 hour trip to Oslo, Norway.


What can I say about Norway? 8 Euros for a .4 liter beer (in München, it's 2.60 Euros for a half liter&#41. Lots of salmon. Oh, and that smoked fish that looked like kippered salmon? Eel.
Complete with a spinal column and all. Five glasses of milk, a couple of eggs (some hard boiled, some scrambled&#41 and salmon. And the eel. And a baked potato. And three beers that probably cost me close to 24 Euros.


On the plus side, everything looks like a sauna. No shit here, folks. Lots of cedar everywhere. The Oslo Flughavn is full of it. The offices are full of it. When it's warm, it smells just like,
well, a sauna. Or a cedar chest. Or an old guy that took a sauna and then put on a sweater that was sitting in a cedar chest. You get the idea.


Nice place. When I make my millions, I will certainly take a vacation there just to explore
one of the few places where you can ski in the morning and sail in the afternoon. Until then, I'll go to a sauna, drink a beer and tip 100 percent and listen to Monty Python's Dead
Parrot sketch.


Norwegian Blue? Beautiful Plumage…

Posted in Travel.


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