If you don't take chances you won't get hurt

Good evening my friends!

I am freshly back from footie where we took a terrible pounding. Very unusual. We did have a pedestrian playing though, and I turned me ankle. Still poo though.

AND on the way there I hit a car tire that some cunt had rolled into the road. Fortunately no major damage but I hope little shit that did it dies in pain.

Well! Where have I been? Scandinavia is the answer.

I fancied a bit of a solo trip and saw A-ha were playing in Norway and it seemed to good an opportunity to miss. I booled the flights a while ago. £3.99 to Haugesund and 7p out of Stockholm. It seemed a good idea to give meself a bit of a challenge to get from the west coast of Norway to the east coast of Sweden in 2 days.

Sadly I found out that driving a car all the way incurred a return charge of over £400.

That sent me back to the drawing board. I managed to hire a car to take me to Oslo. About a third of the way and decided to wing the rest.

I had no accomodation in Haugesund where A-ha were playing either so I booked meself into a B&B in Stavanger. Some way down the coast involving a lot of tunnels and ferry.

I met two A-ha fans at the airport (one who'd travelled all the way from Australia, somewhat trumping my pilgrimage) and drove them to town and then set off.

A lovely journey punctuated by huge tunnels under the estuaries, some of them taking 15 minutes to drive through and going deeper than any other tunnels in the world. In fact I think one is top 5 for length too.

Oh great! Blogger has decided to add loads of extra spaces! The pile of shite. Right. Sorted.

Stavanger was very pretty and made of wood:

The old town, Gamla Stan:

I'd toured it all by the end of the day so the next day I decided to take a trek. (the B&B did lovely sweet waffles in the evo and had an Evertonian manager!) So I set of in the car and drove towards Lysefjord. This involved a ferry across a fjord:

And then a 2 hour trek up the steepest, most difficult, most vertiginous climb I've ever made. It was worth it to get to here though. Preikeholen or Pulpit Rock:

Ratface certainly enjoyed the view: