We both managed to get little sleep on our second night in Oslo and I woke up in the morning, my left eye twitching and pulsing in its socket slightly. I took a long shower to prepare for the day ahead, which would last longer than I could imagine. When we checked out of the hostel we asked the receptionist if we could store our luggage there during the day. They said that this was okay and showed us a room where other people’s luggage was stacked.

Cravings for Wayne’s Coffee had already surfaced so we decided to replicate yesterday’s unhealthy breakfast. There were a few more places in Oslo we wanted to go – Blitz café, Tiger records, the Munch Museum – so we had a days worth of activities planned out before we would need to go back to the coach station and eventually England.

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