Honningsvag was our only port to be tempted by a ship tour. The township was about thirty minutes, of dramatic scenery, from the northern most tip of mainland Europe. The weather was cold and dry but we had been warned the North Cape itself, it was very windy and rain possible. According to the temperature on the coach it was 7 degrees but the windchill factor made it feel less than zero. Certainly the coldest I ever remember being. However the view was stunning and the rain absent so we were thrilled to be there. The tourist centre was impressive. A three screen surround movie showing life in these parts over twelve months and also a sound and light show doing the same but very creatively ... both most impressive. An ice chapel, not literally, and a most extensive quality souvenir mega store, ensured the ninety minute stop flew. I worked out we had free wifi in the last half hour so stole some moments before and after the movie.
Lunch on board was followed by a very pleasant wander through town. The sail away through the fiord was both lengthy in distance and time but the view was compelling and we spent ages in the lounge enjoying the jagged snow covered mountains.
The sea day which followed was exciting. A few Americans to whom I had mentioned I had never seen falling snow were on the lookout and had been very disappointed when I had been in the wrong place when they had experienced some since hearing my shocking revelation. As I stood at choir I noticed there were falling flakes! Rehearsal stopped so I, and the Australian musical director, could ooh and ah!
Earlier we had seen a whale, playing this time, so it was an exciting day. Was a little jealous when I heard there had been a pod of about twenty whales spotted from the lounge soon after we had left after trivia earlier in the morning. Ah well.
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