We were docked in Trondheim for about six hours today, which I think is one of the longest times in dock – some visits are only 15 minutes. Once it got light – around ten! – I took off for the city center, and only slipped, did not fall, on the ice. It was very cold (to me) but it turns out the winter clothing I bought has done me good.
Trondheim is certainly not a contender for most beautiful city, at least not the parts I trekked through. It is Norway’s third largest city. That’s about all I can say; I might have stayed a little longer in town, but I overheard a woman at dinner last night saying she got lost and the boat left without her, and I certainly did not want that to happen to me. Luckily, getting back on board took her only two ferries and a bus, but as we go north, the options of catching up with the boat decrease.
Sadly, my northern lights predictor is showing a zero percent chance of seeing them today. Perhaps tomorrow; I can only hope.
Live all you can; it’s a mistake not to.