Scott and I had a frantic start to the weekend in Norway as I had just flown back from Krakow after being there all week for work. However, we were having better luck than the guy in front of us as we entered security checks at Gatwick, who heard the one thing you dread … ‘Sir, you’re at the wrong airport’. Oh dear, that guy didn’t have a chance in hell making it to Luton for his flight home, what a nightmare! Given the time of year it wasn’t dark when we arrived around midnight, there was still some light in the sky so it felt more like 9pm. We had a semi-sleep in until 9am and then enjoyed some pickled fish for breakfast, before heading off to have a look around Stavanger. It was spooky
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