Last Friday Mike and I walked downtown to the mission to attend an evening service for students. Afterward, a meal was served, and we all had a nice visit with students from Germany, Ghana, Columbia and Norway (of course). It was nearly 11 by the time we took the bus home. As we were walking from the bus stop, we looked up and saw the Northern Lights! Mike had seen them before, but it was my first time. It is a spectacular site. We watched for a while outside with some of our Italian neighbors, and then came into the apartment and watched the the lights shimmer and dance from our windows. Unfortunately, we haven't figured out how to get a photo of them. I think we have to disengage the flash somehow ... we'll get it figured out eventually. In the meantime, Mike has been taking some shots of the not-quite sunrise/sunset that we get here. We're only ten days from the shortest day of the year, and we still have daylight at midday.
There is a lot of outdoor activity this time of year. We have seen little ones, about 2 or 3 years old, on skis--they are so good! Lots of people ski for fun, and as transportation to work, the grocery store, church--you name it. The ski club maintains the trails, and you have to look both ways when crossing to make sure that you don't step in front of a speeding skier. Mike and I tried a new path to our usual shopping destination and ended up close to the area where there is a skiing/shooting range--like you see at the Olympics. It turned out to be a long way around -- we actually ended up in someone's backyard and had to slide down a pretty good hill (actually Michael "walked" down--I "sledded" down on my satchel). It was fun to try something new and explore a little more.
We have seen kids (10-12 years) out with maps exploring the trails, it seems as part of their school work, or maybe a scout club. As the crow flies, it's only about a mile and a half from side to side of Tromsø; of course the hills make the distance further, but you can't walk too far without seeing the water, and the mountains of the mainland and Kvaløya are great landmarks. When I first arrived, it was very difficult to know directions, but now, I only need to look up at the shape of the mountains to know whether it is south, north, east or west. Mike is much better with directions than I am. I'm used to Indiana's grid, which makes that all so easy.
Another great thing they have here--kicksleds! Lots of people have these marvelous things (I think I want one!). There is a seat, or basket on the front, with two runners. The "driver" stands on the runners going downhill, and kicks for momentum on level ground. Uphill, you'd have to walk and push, but it's a neat way to get around. Often you see a child riding in the seat in front of the mother. The frame is not rigid, so to make turns you shift body weight, and to stop--drag your feet, I guess. I think it would require some practice on my part, before I got going too fast.
You can tell which people are used to walking on the snow and ice. On our way downtown last Friday we saw a group of dressed-up young adults walking the same direction that we were. The girls were in dresses and high heels--and had no trouble whatsoever on the snowy and icy sidewalks. Mike and I have been passed up more than once by little old ladies--I'm not talking grandmas--more like great-grandmas. It's very humbling. Often they will use ski poles to steady themselves--but they make great time.
This is also the time for skating. Monday morning Mike and I passed a large truck next to one of the soccer fields (of which there are many) where the snow had been cleared to the sides. Two men were spraying the cleared area with water from the truck, to make a level place for skating. We need to get over there sometime to get photos to post.
Things are wrapping up at school. The Norwegian language course ended two weeks ago, so that students could concentrate on studying for final exams in their fields. Mike has an one-hour oral examination on Friday and a five-hour written exam on Tuesday. He is looking forward to the next semester when he will chose his thesis topic and spend more time in the lab.