Whoever commissioned this sculpture of Jack and I in our “Thinking Pose” needs to fess up? How dare you get this thoughtful piece of art made without our permission?
Okay, haha. No. We’re not actually angry. It’s a lovely wedding gift. We just want to know who you are so we can send you a personalized thank you card.
Ugh, I don’t know why I have to make up stuff some times. The truth is we commissioned the sculpture ourselves but were too embarrassed to admit it.
THERE I GO AGAIN.
Okay. For real this time…
The statue is actually one of the 200 unique sculptures around The Vigeland Park in Oslo, Norway. It’s one of the city’s most popular (also, it’s free) attractions and with good reason. It’s the world’s largest sculpture park featuring the life’s work of only one artist, Gustav Vigeland.
We had no time to see a show at the Olso Opera House, but visiting the architectural masterpiece felt like a must during our too-short visit to Oslo.
I bet you $3.50 (USD) that you’ve experienced “Blue Hour” and haven’t even noticed. No, Blue Hour is not a happy hour where all drinks are the color blue*. And yes, I will buy myself a coffee with that money .
I didn’t know Blue Hour was a thing until I experienced it in Hamar, Norway. Sure, there have been times – usually early morning – when I’ve thought wow, the sky is so blue right now, but Norway’s blue hour plays baseball in an entirely different ball park.
We visited the glass cathedral of Hamar at around 5pm. I went a bit nuts with my camera. I couldn’t be stopped; the cathedral is jaw dropping and it deserves to be photographed from all angles. It belongs in a fairy tale; The Beauty and the Beast live-action remake, perhaps. Just think about it, Disney.
At first, I thought something was wrong with my camera. My pictures were coming out with a strong hue of blue. I accidentally shared my concerns out loud (sometimes I talk to myself) and our Norwegian friend said, nonchalantly, “That’s just the blue hour. It’s getting late.”
“Blue Hour” is the most amount of daylight they get during the winter season in Northern Norway. Can you believe that? As much I loved seeing the landscape around us bathed in that wonderful tint of blue, it takes a strong person to handle that much darkness year around.
Hamar during the month of March has just enough blue hour for me.
“I guess you could do cross-country skiing for a day” is a sentence we heard a lot during our time in Norway. Followed by, “ummm, I don’t know what else you could do. You really should have come in the summer.”