Honningsvåg, Finnmark, Norway
I was standing with my bare bum pointing toward the locked door of our cabina, when the young woman burst in. She opened and looked in our tiny closet, then scanned the bathroom, before crouching down to see if anyone was hiding under our bed.
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Svalbard, our next destination, with its world-wide radar capabilities has been an espionage hot-bed for decades now. So Elenka/Tiffany and I/Bond, are of the belief that we escaped incarceration and possibly detention by not having a spy or two hidden in our tiny cabina.
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I gave the woman at the door a Sean Connery-like smirk, and with my best Scottish accent, said, ’Bob’s your uncle,’ before turning my bum back toward her.’
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Our plan was to stay up until just after midnight to study the setting sun, followed by sunrise just a little later. But because our globe has become way warmer than expected, a heavy fog had set in, making our late-night mission, impossible.
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While Renatka took a 40km bus tour to the tip of the most northerly point in mainland Europe, Elenka and I studied and recorded the streets and shoreline in the village of Honningsvag, where the Trollfjord is docked.
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We’re now bouncing wonderfully along the Barents Sea, on a 44 hour sail to Svalbard.
Renate
2024-08-02
What should I say, the wonderful point by the Northkap was covered with fog.
Daniel
2024-08-03
Well, you can't trust the Norwegians, knowing them she was probably prospecting for oil ;-) You were lucky she didn't find you oily enough or you might have ended up in the gas tank of a Humvee in Texas :-D
Irene
2024-08-04
Stranger things may have happened in the land of the midnight sun, maybe not as comical 🤣🤣
Heather
2024-08-09
To be honest, I've always thought you two seemed suspicious.