DAY 10 - My feet can't take much more of this. Fortunately, I bought some special blister plasters from a sports shop. Carry on, soldier.

Sadly, yesterday's good weather didn't hold up, and down came the rain. I resorted to wearing my raincoat, which I don't normally want to do as it looks a bit crappy, but it was worth it in the circumstances.

I stupidly decided to take a pre-planned walk, in the spitting rain, with an ankle that keeps tweaking a nerve and feet with blisters. I need new shoes again! I just bought a pair of skater shoes and they both have holes in the bottom, which is terrible in the rain.

As the graffiti suggests, this is a dead end. Sort of. It certainly is not the tourist route.







Graffiti everywhere around these back streets. Don't remember seeing this kind of place in Stockholm, but maybe I didn't go into the outskirts much.






My first destination was Damstredet, one of Oslo's oldest streets. This is at the bottom of it, and there's an old look about these shops (though I think pizza's pretty new...).






The street itself looks like something out of Skansen, the Stockholm open air museum you may remember.







There's this at the top of the road. I dunno.











Before heading to destination two, I wandered around this cemetary, home of some of Norway's most famous corpses.







This must be one of them, but I don't know who. The two of interest to non-Norwegians are...










Henrik...











Ibsen, and...








Edvard...











Munch.








Now for my next destination, Telthusbakken, the oldest street in Oslo I believe.







Quaint.








Good view (it's bloody steep).








As you can see.








Next to Telthusbakken is a church, one of the oldest buildings in Oslo. You can't go in.










Moving on, St Hanshaugen, a park. The weather was starting to get to me by this point.







You'd never know, as some of these pics look nice.








Except this one. After this I trudged back to the hostel for a break, and fortunately the rain stopped, so I ditched the coat.







Looking at the clock I decided I had several things to do in the time, so I set off for the one that closed first. When I got off, though, I took a pic of City Hall.






Akerbrugge, the harbour, is quite a nice place.








FDR, in Oslo? Interesting.











This area is Akerhus Fortress & Castle, housing several things.








It's a nice place.








With old-looking buildings.








And stuff.








Like this.








Along with the Fortress, there's a museum about Norway's resistance in World War 2. No pics, except this, because I'd been to that exact spot only a week earlier, ha! Memories.






The outside of the museum.








The courtyard of the fortress/castle/whatever.








I didn't take pics inside, but in this room everyone was, so I relented.







I don't blame them, but it surprises me that nobody stopped us.








We're gonna need a bigger boat...








It's a big area around the castle, reminiscent of Wawel Castle in Krakow that I went to previously.







This edge needs a barrier, EU safety regulations wouldn't have this I'll bet. Wait, we're not in the EU...







More stuff.








Damn, forgot what this is for. Probably WW2 again.








You may have noticed that Oslo probably has more naked statues than anywhere in the world.










Building. Meh.








TANK. Outside Military Museum. Walked in, walked out again, not interested.










It never ends...








Self-explanatory.








Here's a thing: there's a Narvesen on EVERY corner, like Starbucks in major US and UK cities, but 10 times more. This is the worst: in the station area, here's one...






...and when you turn 90 degrees, there's another. Oh, it's 'Multimedia', so it's different.







That man, essentially Norway's answer to Van Gogh (correct me if I'm wrong, art fans). A nice, if short, museum, with security like Fort Knox. Maybe because The Scream was stolen a while back...






I went from there into the Botanical Gardens, but I'd neglected to go to the toilet in the Munch Museum, so I didn't hang around.







Just a couple of pics. I could barely hold on.








Fortunately it all turned out fine, I'm happy to say.








And thus, I needed dinner. Oslo is even more expensive than Stockholm, so a 'cheap' takeaway place it was. This was about 85kr, with a drink of Coke. It was BIG.






This is the area around the Central Station, lots of big buildings with shops. This is an example, there are more around there.







I'm reasonably well-rested, but my legs are in ruins. I knew full well that this would be an exhausting journey, so it doesn't surprise me one bit that my legs are killing me. Never mind, nearing the half way point. I think tomorrow I'll have a lighter day, try to rest my legs.