Looking Back: Trondheim, Norway
This is another adventure from my time on the ship. On 6/20 we docked in Trondheim. I had the morning off, and since I really hadn't had the time to recuperate from the previous very hectic month of massage, I was happy to sleep in. I escorted an afternoon tour to the Lokke Mines.
We donned safety helmets and disposable plastic jackets for our trek through the damp, dripping tunnels. 
When we got to the "great room" that is also used as a theater, we were treated to a short concert of traditional tunes. The acoustics in this great room are renowned. 
After leaving the mine, we boarded a vintage train of wooden cars for a 40-minute ride through the countryside before re-meeting our bus. Not a grand tour, but a quietly interesting one nonetheless. Along my travels, I was delighted to see lilacs in bloom. We had lilacs in our backyard when I was growing up, so I have always had a fondness for them. However, these lilacs seemed to have little scent. I don't know if it was because they were past the peak of their bloom, or because it is such a Northerly location, but this lack of their signature scent was disappointing. I realized that my weight has been fluctuating during my time on the ship and these fluctuations are very much tied to my emotional state, though many people have commented that I seem much thinner than when I arrived. I'm definitely not thin, but perhaps thinner. Another realization has to do with travel. After traveling more in the last eight months than I have in the rest of my life, I feel addicted to travel. I had always worried that I might become addicted to gambling living in Las Vegas, but I don't seem to mind having a travel addiction. Ideas about the travel business and how I might fit into it continue to float around in my brain. I know that at some point, possibly very soon, I will not want to do massage at this busy level, and will want to find some other means of earning an interesting living. I believe I have previously mentioned that I feel I've entered a nomadic period in my life and as I do not feel the need to settle down anywhere, I might as well continue to travel. However, for the moment I will continue doing massage and let these thoughts have time to develop. I recently composed a "rap" song for my last day on the ship. It is a bit of farewell silliness meant to make people laugh, however I wonder if I will have the guts to perform it. We shall see!
We donned safety helmets and disposable plastic jackets for our trek through the damp, dripping tunnels. 
When we got to the "great room" that is also used as a theater, we were treated to a short concert of traditional tunes. The acoustics in this great room are renowned. 
After leaving the mine, we boarded a vintage train of wooden cars for a 40-minute ride through the countryside before re-meeting our bus. Not a grand tour, but a quietly interesting one nonetheless. Along my travels, I was delighted to see lilacs in bloom. We had lilacs in our backyard when I was growing up, so I have always had a fondness for them. However, these lilacs seemed to have little scent. I don't know if it was because they were past the peak of their bloom, or because it is such a Northerly location, but this lack of their signature scent was disappointing. I realized that my weight has been fluctuating during my time on the ship and these fluctuations are very much tied to my emotional state, though many people have commented that I seem much thinner than when I arrived. I'm definitely not thin, but perhaps thinner. Another realization has to do with travel. After traveling more in the last eight months than I have in the rest of my life, I feel addicted to travel. I had always worried that I might become addicted to gambling living in 
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