Peace, Love, and Lutefisk: Adventures i Norge

The sun came out again today lighting up the snow and the day. I felt the need to enjoy the day and so I walked to town and met Stian and friends at a bar called Jernbanestasjon (The Train Station). A good way to enjoy the day I think! The Train Station is a little bit of Tromsø humor because Tromsø, despite all its complaining and wishful thinking, doesn't have a train station. So instead, all the over 50, rough, loud, Northern Norwegians who want to get drunk on a Saturday afternoon come to the bar called the train station. It's quite a place. Everything is made to look like a train, so we sat in the Murmansk, Russia car where the map of Muransk and the fictional train schedule hang on the wall. We sat in chairs that look like chairs on a train and we have a table and window just like being on a train car. The service is below average, the people are rude, the beer is overpriced, and it is a great place to shoot the shit on a Saturday afternoon. Maybe this is in fact the reason Tromsø does not yet have a train station! After some good conversation and people watching, I returned to the real Norwegian world of silence and beauty. I'm sure I'll make it back to the train station though next time I need a trip to Murmansk or a Killkinney beer.