August 2, 2017. Chicago > Dublin > Oslo, Norway.
That was our flight itinerary to begin our trip to Scandinavia. We left home with our fellow travelers, Lynette, Melody and Maria, who have each been with us in another country (or two) previously before. Lyn and Melody were with us in Panama and Maria came with us to Europe the first time and then visited us in New Zealand. It’s so fun having all three of them together with us for another adventure. The three of them had a different flight than us, so we dropped them off in Chicago to wander around a bit while we caught our flight and the plan was to meet up again together in Norway the next day.
This was just before Lincoln did that classic little child face-plant against the glass.
Daniel arranged for us to fly business class with points, and that always makes me feel rather privileged. Beds that lie flat on a 7+ hour flight are not something I take for granted. They are very convenient when you have the seat to yourself, but when you’re sharing that seat with a year old baby, they’re even nicer for sleeping. Tray tables and food are a little tricky, but we managed fine.
Still. Traveling is very tiring. Natasha started out the day complaining of a sore throat and acted like she was nervous about flying or something. Not how any family wants to start an overseas trip, but it can’t be helped sometimes. The Dublin lounge provided some extra sleep time for her while I walked with a sleepy Lincoln and snapped pictures.
The first thing I noticed about the Oslo airport was the wooden floors. And a moss covered wall. Very nice touch Norway.
The girls were about an hour behind us, so we waited at the play area and as soon as they joined us and train tickets were procured, we made our way to our AirBnB apartment. It was a welcome relief for our weary bodies; a place to unload our heavy packs and release small children. And sleep. Ahhh…
More to come, albeit slowly, as we’re still in travel and touring mode (note, not tourist mode). We’ve been sight-seeing in Norway and Sweden for the past 2ish weeks and soon the girls will head back to the States while us 4 as a family head to Denmark. I’m looking forward to more down-time in our Denmark home where we will be for a fair amount of time.
We broke our drive back to the States up into two days, as we did on our way up. We stopped at Niagara Falls for the night and got to see it from the Canadian side, which was truly impressive. As they say, “It IS much better from the Canadian side!”
It’s time to complete blogging about our Canada trip from way back in October 2016 before another trip comes and I’m even more behind than ever. I tell you, it truly is easier to blog while in the moment. As soon as I’m home again I have more things to distract me and blogging takes a back burner.
During the last week in Quebec, we spent one very wet and rainy day at the Les Galeries de la Capitale. It is a huge mall, complete with an indoor amusement park and a hockey rink. Natasha and I rode the roller coaster, which goes all around the upper level, and Natasha also rode the carousel and climbed around in the obstacle course climbing section. It’s really a great thing to have when winters are so long up north and you can’t do outside playgrounds very easily. It’s such an ingenious idea.
We also admired the chocolates, but eventually had some sushi and gelato, before wandering around in the bookstore. Most everything was in French, but that’s okay. Bookstores are always lovely.
I have one more post coming with pictures of the Old City in Quebec, and I think you’ll like the conclusion of our time in Canada. :)
Just a street or so over from our AirBnB house in Québec City, was the Traditional Huron Site of Wendake. One crisp morning right after Lincoln went down for his morning nap, Natasha and I biked over for a tour of the Indian Camp. It was such a fun little visit; with wood smoke drifting around, and the scent of a delicious soup in the air coming from the restaurant.
They have tours in French, English and Spanish. Our tour guide was very sweet and let Natasha wear her fur during the little walk around camp.
I had no idea Long Houses were truly this tall. They’re built tall so the smoke can gather at the top versus the bottom where the living quarters are.
For some reason, their smoke house particularly caught my attention. Probably because our guide explained to us how they not only smoked, but dried fish and then mixed the dried fish with animal fat to make “pemmican“. Daniel made a rather tasty modern version of pemmican when we were living in Panama so it was fun to have that connection.
As a young girl, my passion was pioneers, early settlers and anything related to the 18th-19th century. Naturally, Indians fall in that category. So the whole experience was particularly interesting for me, and I loved seeing the clothing and domestic items on display.
It was a fun morning outing for me and my girlie. :)