So, a few days ago: the royal funeral procession.
Today: the Oslo Marathon!
It was. Even harder to get where I was going today, as the race route wound all around. There were only a few places where someone would take down the tape temporarily, to let you cross. Individual had to do it when they sighted a gap in the runners. Not easy!
I did find it funny (and new to me) how I can hurry across a street in such situations. I bounded! Three leaps and I was over. :-) I'm really not sure I've done that before.
Where I was going was the quay area behind the radhus, where a ferry goes to Bygdøy. The last time I was here I went to the Fram Museum (polar exploration ship) and the Kon-Tiki Museum (Thor Heyerdahl). This time I went to the Folk Museum (outside museum) which is reachable at the first of two ferry stops. I had hoped to see the newly expanded Viking Ship museum, but though it was said to be reopening in 2026 that's been pushed back until next year.
The Aker Bygge area was still on the marathon route, but they made two bridges to go over the race route - they looked like erector set bridges! (You needed to cross both bridges to get to the quays.)
Once actually there, I took the ferry to Bygdøy and walked to the Folk Museum. I was lucky to get there just before the noon guided tour. The tour was of King Oscar's Collection, the original buildings he gathered that became the basis of the folk museum. I was happy to visit a stavekirke, as I missed the opportunity to see one near Bergen. (I think my parents saw that one.)
King Oscar's collection (samling) That should take you to the English page. If it doesn't, click on the symbol that looks a bit like a glove, in the upper right.
When I got back to Oslo it was easier to get up to Karl Johans Gate, but I ran into the marathon again! The worst was at a point where the runners ran to (my) left, then the route made a u-turn to go to my right. We had to leap/scurry to a median, and wait there until we could go the rest of the way.
I had a late lunch, and ended up walking back to hotel because of tram confusion. (Silly me.) My feet are tired.
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