As fun as the sleeper train was, the lack of shower facilities and a proper breakfast meant that I was not really set up for the day. I felt hungry, a bit grungy and – to be honest – I could have used an extra hour of sleep. I had one more day in Oslo, but I was not relishing exploring the city in this state.
I trudged to my hotel, the same one I had stayed in a few days earlier, to ask if they would store my luggage until my room was ready in the afternoon.
“We actually have a room available now, sir. Would you like to check in early?”
WOULD I?! Dare I ask if breakfast is still being served?
“You would have to pay extra for it, but yes it is available.”
BEST. NEWS. EVER.
It was a bog-standard hotel breakfast buffet, but it might have been the best meal I ever had.
I then retreated to my room for a lovely nap, followed by a luxurious hot shower. I was in heaven.
