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Pole to Pole

Day 14: The Barents Sea to Troms°

Michael Palin - Pole to PoleIn the evening we eat at a restaurant which offers an intriguing dish by the name of 'Seal Lasagne'. Ever mindful of the fury which greeted my consumption of snake in Canton, I check with the waiter.

'This isn't . . . baby seal, I hope?'

'Oh no, sir,' he assures me, 'it's very old seal.'

Later, I walk back to my hotel across the main square, the Storttogret. There are queues outside the night-clubs and a group of drunken boys are kicking over tables and upturning sunshades. Not violently, but with a lunging, lurching, bleary desperation. They probably think they're having a good time. Nearer the hotel two quieter lads are gazing out towards the snow-capped mountains that surround the city. It's only after a while that I realize they are actually peeing into the harbour. It's midnight and in the west, over the cold hills of the island of Kval°y, the sun is already starting to climb again.
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  • Series: Pole to Pole
  • Day: 14
  • Country/sea: Norway
  • Place: Troms°
  • Book page no: 30

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