Line's Place
I had wonderful time in Oslo during my visit there on account of various factors that, happily came together to make my sojourn in the Norwegian capital one the highlights of my travels through Europe.
First and foremost was Line's place and Line herself.
Located in one of the most exclusive areas of a most beautiful city, Line's apartment occupy half the top floor of a sedate edifice.
At over two thousand square feet of space with four large bedrooms,an entry foyer that leads to a sitting room that itself opens to a formal dining area with a large exquisite appointed dining room table with seats for eight.
A large, airy kitchen with a large window looking out to an inner courtyard, was equipped with enough gadgets as to gladden Escofier's heart.
My bedroom had a super comfortable queen bed, a sitting room with a large leather couch, wall mounted flat hi def TV with cable and DVD player. All this under a molded ceiling and a panoramic window that let in sunlight with the curtains drawn open.
Line was gracious, vivacious and eager to please. In spite of a high pressure outside job she took the time to give me attention and even making me lunch.
The neighborhood felt safe day and night with quiet buses running one street over. I took one of those buses to downtown what the natives call Sentrum which is dominated by the Oslo S or central rail station. That weekend, there was a festive celebration in the plaza in front of it . Tents hawking everything from clothes, perfumes, food we're thronged by crowds watched impassively by a large tiger like sculptured beast on which little children scampered, under the watchful eyes of parents. An old man playing an accordion with a cup for donations drew old fashioned tunes ambulated by. I threw a ten krone coin in his cup as he passed by me.
I could use an hippopotamusmonstersesquipedalian word to adjectify my stay at Line's but I will use just one with four letters: BEST.
Ray