So uh, I ended up not sleeping Sunday night. Finally, feeling bad about constantly going in and out waking up Swaffie and Clay, I packed up some stuff and went to camp out in front of the Starbucks. I felt sketchy, but it seemed the best option, as it would keep me awake and I didn't want to just fall asleep in the lounge or something, and proper sleep definitely wasn't happening. I felt even worse as the employees started to show up, but I really was going to go in and buy something. I had been there for three hours in the freezing cold, fingers going numb, when I finally gave up and went back to the Pension Funk at 7:08 AM.

Breakfast, napped under an hour, class in which I'm pretty sure I was slurring my words. Napped instead of lunch, maybe an hour, and then to the Botanical Gardens. They were very pretty, we spent the entire first section seeing stuff from back home. Denny was recognizing things from Ohio left and right. Some great crocuses. We went inside a greenhouse, saw some cool stuff there, and then on to the main greenhouse. It's built so that you walk through it in a loop, each room with plants from a different area or a different theme. There was a beautiful room of camelias and some other flower that just smelled fantastic, also some cool side rooms on moss, carnivorous plants, and other things.

Came back to the hotel and went to Starbucks, in no small part to find news on the healthcare bill. Had a smoothie and stayed there until they closed. At one point this little kid came up to me and asked if I spoke English, I stupidly said yes and got to read a scrap of paper with his sob story about being from Kosovo. A Starbucks employee shooed him out pretty quickly.

Went back to the hotel, talked to the Texans a bit, NOW they want to go out. They tried to get me to come along but I was way too beat, not to mention having to leave this morning. I packed for a bit and passed out early.

Woke up this morning, finished packing, breakfast, gods I love having the fruit and orange juice every morning. Catch the bus, where we get in everyone's way including each others', airport, go through the airport remarkably quickly, plane, crash. I was asleep after we landed, even. Wake up, get to the airport, find out that Norway stupidly makes you get your baggage, no automatic transfer, and find out that Norway is also stupid expensive. The CHEAPEST sandwich we found was 49 kroners. It's 5.7 kroners to the dollar.

Anyway, in the Oslo airport, our plane leaves around 4:20, and on to Tromso.

Tuesday, March 23rd , roughly 1:40 PM local time