After a brief, and busy three weeks back on the rock, my employer has sent me to Norway. After an overnight flight Saturday night, in the early afternoon (Norway time) feeling like crap. I really have to learn how to sleep on planes. After getting somewhat straightened away and a chat with Lori over Google Talk (btw… both it and Skype rock), I headed out for supper. Not feeling to adventurous, I decide to go to The Hard Rock Cafe for familiar food. The ribs were a good choice.
After a great nights sleep (albeit 2hrs too long), I was picked by Bjorn, one my Norwegian counterparts and we headed to the office. I will spear you the details of work, I’ll just say the office, people and day was good. After work Bjorn drove me up to Holmenkollen, the Ski Jump from the 1952 Winter Olympics. It is situated at one of the higher elevation (if not the highest) in Oslo, so the view is great. As for the ski jump itself, quite impressive, however there is not enough money in the world to get me to try.
