When Trondheim was calling

Iconic Trondheim

The third and final Norwegian city our Scandinavian adventure took us to was Trondheim: third largest city, home to 172,000.

Having wanted to go to Trondheim for the last year, I was ridiculously excited on the flight over. We landed at 9.30pm but it took ages for our bags to come through, so we actually got to our hotel pretty late. We stayed at the Comfort Inn on Krambugata and it was a lovely hotel – really conveniently located and so much better than we could ever have expected!

Little houses

Our first full day in Trondheim was Saturday 14th June 2014.  After enjoying a free breakfast at the hotel, we set off to explore (I was embracing the Scandinavian’s love of black and white in a cropped black jumper, white skirt and leather jacket).

Elle in Trondheim

Famous in Norway

Walking down the streets of Trondheim with my sunglasses on, we definitely attracted a lot of stares.  It was very strange – everyone apart from us was basically in jeans, and it was almost as if they were looking at us thinking we were possibly famous and had no idea who we were, but thought maybe they should know us…? Regardless of what they were thinking, I felt like a bit of a celebrity!

Nidaros Cathedral

Even though the sun was shining, it was rather crisp and cold, so the first place we went to was the shopping centre.  According to Trip Advisor, Trondheim was an “amazing” shopping destination, but I think they may have bigged it up slightly! Having experienced Oslo, the shops in Trondheim were very small in comparison and needless to say, I didn’t purchase any clothes.

As I was walking around the streets, I was keeping an eye out and hoping that I might unexpectedly bump into Margaret Berger as she’s one of my favourite singers, but I had no such luck!

fairytale cupcakes

We dropped in at ‘Fairytale Cupcakes’ for lunch and had strawberry cupcakes.  It was a lovely cafe, with bright pink walls and cute trinkets everywhere – I really liked Trondheim but I was surprised to see such a nice coffee shop there! It wouldn’t have been out of place in Manchester or London.

Waving the Norwegian flag

After lunch, we wandered back through the main streets, venturing into Moods of Norway once again (of course!) en-route to the tourist information shop so I could buy a Norwegian flag, which I proudly waved for the rest of the day.

At 3pm, we caught the boat out to the island of Munkholmen. Ten minutes off the coast, it was initially an island where monks lived, before it was turned into a prison. Nowadays, there’s a few ruins, a cafe and a large grassy area where the locals were sunbathing.  There were great views over the water of Trondheim though!

We made an executive decision that due to the rather shameless staring of the locals at our outfits during the day; we would instead tone it down for a night out, and wore jeans and flats.

Blast at Blaest

Blast at Blaest (minus the Cloudbusting)

When we initially booked the holiday, I was hoping that the Cloudbusting club night at Blæst would coincide with our visit, but unfortunately it wasn’t to be. Nevertheless, our first stop was at Blæst (where we did indeed, have a blast – one thing off my bucket list ticked off!).

It was so strange to have the sun shining at midnight whilst we were sipping on double vodka and cranberries, but really cool too!

When it got a bit chillier, we headed over to Bar Blåbær for daiquiris. Another thing I noticed about Norway was how happy everyone was, and people (regular people, not buskers) would just sing in streets. So when we left at 1.30am and went back to the hotel, we did as the Norwegians did and burst out singing Margaret Berger’s ‘I Feed You My Love’ and not one person so much as batted an eyelid!

The night didn’t end there, however. About half an hour after having gone to bed, the fire alarm went off in the hotel, so we all had to go and stand out in the streets.  My friend and I were rather upbeat about this considering the circumstances, except when we got out into the street, we realised that EVERYONE had gotten dressed expect for us.  Now, this wasn’t too bad for my friend as she was in winter PJs, but I was wearing my tiny Victoria’s Secret PJs, which was kind of embarrassing… not to mention cold!

Future Eurovision stars…?

Our second and final day in Trondheim saw us heading to the Rockheim museum so we could be educated in all things Norwegian pop and rock music.  We got to play guitars and drums, and go into this weird mirrored room – perhaps marking the start of a future career in music…?! Watch this space.

Hell, Norway

Afterwards, we decided to be really touristy and visit the nearby village of Hell. The train station was closed during the day, so we caught the bus instead (originally missing our stop, and having to turn back at the airport).

We knew that there was going to be hardly anything in Hell, but we thought at least might be at least a shop. But no: it was literally a sign outside the railway station.

We had an hour to wait for the bus back to Trondheim, but started getting concerned as the bus we came in on didn’t go into Hell unless someone rang the bell for it. Just as we were about to walk it back to the airport, the bus arrived (late); meaning we were no longer trapped in Hell!

Free tea

Following a late lunch of at 7-11 (how amazing are those places?!  Why we don’t have any in the UK is beyond me), we went back to Blæst where we made friends with the barman, who gave us free cups of tea because in his words, “you are English, and you are strange with your tea drinking ways”.

At 11.13pm, we were due to catch the overnight train to Oslo, where we would then catch a connecting train to Gothenburg in the morning.  However, we got to the station at 11pm to find every train had been cancelled, and all but ours had been given a bus replacement.

Trying to talk to the guy who worked there was ridiculous – he was so rude! – so we went back to the hotel and tried to figure out our next move.  In the end, we booked a flight from Trondheim to Gothenburg via Copenhagen for 6am the morning after, and attempted to sleep in the hotel lobby… although the arrival of a drunk girl roaming around trying to take our jackets ensured we stayed awake for the whole night!

Despite the train mishap, Trondheim was a great place to visit – a day or two is plenty of time, and I’d recommend tagging it onto a trip to Oslo.

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