A couple of weeks ago, during one of the first nightshifts at work, a colleague and I somehow came to talk about Canada, and Nova Scotia in particular. He’d spent some days in Halifax at some stage and had apparently quite enjoyed it. Once he got started, my colleague wouldn’t stop talking about the daily lobster dishes, the good beer and music at the bars and nightclubs and the friendly Canadians there.
A while later, seafood crazy me was all hooked by the idea of getting fresh cooked lobster straight from the fishermen in the harbour to make your own lobster lunch sandwich right there on the dock. And for prices you would only dream about in Scandinavia. Some surfing later, Halifax turned into a possible destination for a couple of winter weeks at some stage in the beginning of the New Year. Just need to sort out minor details such as time off from work and if I’ll be able to get fresh lobster there in February for sure, 100% or I’m not going.
However, before Halifax, Stavanger was on the itinerary. Oilrig – Esbjerg – Billund – Amsterdam – Stavanger, quickest routing there was. Guess a kayak or optimist dingy straight from the rig to Stavanger would have been just as speedy.
So, what would Stavanger have to offer? I arrived with a totally blank sheet and no expectations, had a look at the map and headed for the old town, a safe bet in most cities. Cosy indeed and worth a stroll. Then I went along the pubs and restaurants at the waterfront and across to the small cobblestone shopping streets. Cosy again and here I found a new potential favourite, and strong competitor to both Icebreaker and Bintang for the top of my list – Moods of Norway. Good start of the day in Stavanger, and it was going to get better.
The conclusion after a couple of days in Stavanger was easy, I definitely want to come back. Like that is a rare conclusion for a place I’ve been visiting…not really. Perhaps, I could come back for a week of kayaking in the fjords, hiking in the mountains and other outdoor activities, followed by a weekend of beer drinking and partying. Or a month or so of just hanging out, enjoying the scenery and atmosphere and eventually get around to have that lobster sandwich. It’s a nice town, this Norwegian oilfield Mecca, and it feels like I would fit in here. Even my GoreTex shoes, hoodie and new Haglöfs jacket fit here. Feels a bit like Luleå actually, and will for sure be added to the places, which makes me wonder what I’m doing in Copenhagen. I’m sure I’ll have the answer to that question in a few hours when I’m back home though. If not, I’ll deal with that then.
Oh, almost forgot, if you ever fly in to Stavanger, make sure not to jump straight into the taxi or bus when leaving the terminal building.
Take a right and walk towards the white walls surrounding the small grass hills (I know, it sounds strange, but you’ll know what I mean when you see it). Then, take a look at the brilliant aviation “picture” in one of the white walls. Sometimes I’m very easy to impress.
