Actually, it was go slow to get out of Helsinki where we were one of the last 10 peeps on the plane. It seems that queueing as a lifestyle is not just the provost of the communist countries, Norwegian Air actively encourages it.
Arriving at the airport with plenty of time to spare was a blessing as Ellen's excess baggage dilemma meant that after queueing for a long time to check in, she then had to go to the end of a very looooong line to get the piece of paper that she could then take to the lower floor counter to then fork over some Euro to have her luggage already swallowed up by the baggage machine declared active rather than rest on its laurels on "standby" status. This lead us to the security queue... ho... hum...
Anyway, as is our want, we packed in a full day in Oslo once we arrived and placed our luggage in lockers at the Oslo S train station. The promise of the Viking Museum was too much to resist ~ especially as it involved a short journey... on a boat across the Oslo Harbour
The Viking Museum was a cracker and one can only admire the capacity of the V's to sail the high seas far from home without a ballroom or dining room at their disposal. How perfectly manly of them... or Vikingly perhaps...
The Open Air section of the Norway Folk Museum was impressive. Wandering through the re-constructed homes of yesteryear, the lack of central heating, microwave and running water seemed to be sympathetic with the fit-out of their ships...!