31.08.2012 18 °C
I was having a leisurely coffee this morning and making some notes against my itinerary and noticed that against today it said Stavanger, but that's tomorrow isn't it? I got my phone to check today's date (losing track of time, occupational hazard of the un-employed...) and yes, today I was due to move to Stavanger, 300 miles away. OK, so it's 10.30 in the morning, I haven't yet walked Lexi, I'd planned on doing some laundry today (sadly reality doesn't escape us anywhere) so clothes were strewn across my sleeping tent like a teenagers bedroom and I still hadn't done last nights washing up.....
I spent half an hour deciding whether to move on as planned or stay as my mind was prepared for (yes I know, half an hour! I really am wound down here....) and then on consulting the weather the decision was made, as I've had rain storms, gales, thunder and lightning, but not yet had to put my tent up or down in the rain, so what did I do? put some money in my pocket in case I fancied a coffee and took Lexi into town for a last walk around the lake. I got talking to a lady with a new puppy and when I said I was due to Stavanger today, she said, "but shouldn't you be going, you must have so much to do" well I did eventually get back to the tent, via the bakery, there's a lot of French left in me yet :-)
Amazingly, I actually got everything packed and loaded in just an hour and fifteen minutes, but Lexi was no help, like a petulant teenager who didn't want to leave, as soon as the tent descended to the ground, she promptly went and sat in the middle of it!
The drive was my first of any distance in Norway and was incredible and I could really have done with a co-pilot, to either drive or to take photographs every time my jaw dropped. I would be in a tunnel, a couple of kilometres long, then just emerge directly onto a kilometre long bridge over a fjord, with scenery that you only see in brochures. The tunnels are something else as well, apart from being so many of them, they have antennae so you still get the radio all the way through, the entrances look like squashed tubes and you appreciate every metre of them when you then go through an area without any, the car is struggling to stay in 3rd gear on the 2 mile incline and you're trying to keep off the brakes on the descent and remember all the advice about driving in Norway, use your gears not your brakes.....meanwhile the scenery is doing more than requiring multi-tasking, this was pushing the limits even for a woman..... ;-)