I absolutely adore botanical gardens… I think it comes from growing up around my Aunt, who’s an avid gardener, and always wanting to visit her greenhouses. The fact that she had the absolute best carrots didn’t hurt, to be very clear, and I still remember the kumquats, fresh from the tree…
Right, anyways.
Botanical gardens. Glasgow. Super pretty, with that amazing greenhouse smell… Simply magical.
My goal was the Oslo Natural History Museum, or the Naturhistorisk museum in the Norwegian parlance, but I wasn’t locked into getting there in any rush. Oslo was still new to me, and I was enjoying the opportunity to wander.
I’d had a coffee, sandwich, and smoothie earlier in the day and was feeling well fortified, so I set up directions on my phone, grabbed my satchel, and headed out the door.
Nearly to the museum, I realized that it was guarded by one of the most effective barriers in existence against a member of my family… a garden. An expansive garden, full of beautiful flowers and interesting greenhouses. Those clever devils, they knew how to distract me from my destination! How was our hero going to get past this blockade??
I mean, I wasn’t in a rush.
I got past the cleverly-placed blockade simply by walking something like 5 miles, wandering into every corner of the gardens that I could find. Through outdoor pathways, paved and gravel, I wandered and appreciated the views and the smells. Through greenhouses, I ogled massive lily pads and sweat in the heat of a simulated Arizona desert. I saw a pineapple, and the biggest pitchers I’ve ever seen on a pitcher plant.
It was awesome.
I even found a cool “Viking longship” educational sculpture!