Thursday, September 15, 2011
We are currently having a few nice fine days in Oslo, but these follow some pretty intensive rain. I know that all over the world people are complaining about the wetness of summer 2011, the Norwegians among them, but as a Brit used to rain all year round, I am still astounded by the amount of water that can fall from the sky here. It seems to just drop, like a huge grey theatrical curtain, and the streets of the city become rivers in an instant. Whether this is some geographical phenomenon, related to clouds rolling in from the fjord, I don't know, but it is quite impressive.
Anyway, the point is that when it rains the place is positively sopping and all of the above has probably just been my preamble to a really rotten pun about mushrooms.
On a very wet Saturday Mary and Tom went hunting for sopps - mushrooms - with some Scandinavian friends. The Norwegians are very keen on obtaining food from the wild, whether that involves shooting elk or scouring the woods for bilberries and chanterelles. Of course, you have to do this with someone who knows their mushrooms properly, or take the consequences. This trip was a big success and they made a campfire and cooked sausages and mushrooms for lunch. The rest of the mushroom catch was brought back - more mushrooms for tea - and lots more we have dried to add to risottos later.
But the rain didn't stop - so M and T had been 'sopping' all day in more ways than one. (Groan!)
Thursday, September 1, 2011
|Mary and I visited the Opera House yesterday. The largest music and performing arts venue in Norway, it has three stages allowing concerts or dance performances almost every night. It is the first (so probably still the only) opera house in the world where you can walk on the roof, which is where the first two of these photographs were taken.|
The building is right in the harbour area of the city and commands a wonderful view all around. Architecturally, it is completely stunning both inside and out, so visitors flock to it at all hours of the day and night. There were lots of people around, even though the pictures don't give that impression.
The picture above looks out into the fjord where this fascinating glass sculpture seems to float. Everywhere you look in Oslo there is sculpture: a theme for another day's blog...