We flew eleven hours direct from San Francisco to Frankfurt, then a two hour flight to Oslo, finally a one hour flight to Trondheim. It was a long slog, but the girls were great little travelers.
It felt really good when we finally arrived and could drop our bags in our apartment.
Jet lag is especially brutal for kids, who never really know what time it is anyway. Since Norway is so far north, it's subject to seasonal shifts in what time it gets light, or dark. That means in the spring, it doesn't get dark here until midnight and then the sun rises again around 3:30am. This makes it very difficult for one to adjust to a nine hour time change. Our girls were up with the sun at 3:30 for the first four days. Oy Vey! Here they are full of energy, already finger painting at 5am.
Our second day here was Norway's independence day and the whole town shut down and dressed up for the event. There were three parades throughout the day and most people were wearing traditional Norwegian clothes which was cool to see. Even those not in traditional garb wore dresses and suits. I was impressed. It was very different from what you'd find people wearing at fourth of July parades in the states.
A band playing in front of the Nidaros Cathedral
Pete and the girls enjoying the show and Norwegian pastries
I loved seeing all the traditional clothes, they were beautiful and so unique. The different colors and patterns represent different regions. Here are a few pics so you can see what I mean.
We only made it through the first parade and then we started tiring out. We took the girls back to the house and they passed out at 1:00 in the afternoon and didn't wake up until 6pm. Not helping our progress on the jet lag situatuion.